Closure
By Michael Lee Johnson
With age, my room
becomes small—
roots gather beneath
my thoughts in bundles—
exits are few.
The purr of romance.
The bark of leaving lovers,
fall leaves in distress.
Animals in the distance
deer's, wolf calls,
birds of prey,
eyes of barn owls
those coyotes.
I see the bridge,
the cross-over line
not far away.
When this ticker
stops, livor mortis
purple is dominant,
all living quarters of the heart.
From here, the dimmed
of dawn twinkles
takes on a new meaning,
not far.
Michael Lee Johnson lived ten years in Canada during the Vietnam era. Today he is a poet in the greater Chicagoland area, IL. He has 313 plus YouTube poetry videos. Michael Lee Johnson is an internationally published poet in 46 countries, a song lyricist, has several published poetry books, has been nominated for 7 Pushcart Prize awards, and 6 Best of the Net nominations. He is editor-in-chief of 3 poetry anthologies, all available on Amazon, and has several poetry books and chapbooks. He has over 653 published poems. Michael is the administrator of 6 Facebook Poetry groups.
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