The Voice of Sanity


The shapes a bright container can contain!
Theodore Roethke, I Knew a Woman

The shapes and colors you contain
Paralyze my lonesome brain

It did not lessen your appeal
When you suggested I get real

Who I am and who you are
Mean I must love you from afar

I hear the voice of sanity
Saying how it’s gotta be:

“Forget her smile, her voice, her hair
Cry a lot and look elsewhere”

I should just give up on love
My hopeless heart has had enough

by Richard W. Bray

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