The job cut him loose
no more work they said
shattering his dreams
into tiny pieces of glass
praying lost in his
car
to a dashboard messiah
his image tarnished
searching for a new persona
under a luminous
moon
casting dark shadows
quick as lightning
picking
up speed
driving down I95 South
with the wind & a prayer
radio blasting , drowning
his thoughts..need to escape
opening a door new place
warmth...pass the collection
plate...Hallelujah
he is free...
posted for dVerse hosted by Anthony
writing poetry from the following words
Messiah,Allegory, Luminous, Plate, Shadow, Door, Persona, Glass.
Vitiligo, Epochal, Pernicious, Warmth. You had to use at least 5 words. I used 8.