Thunderous roar
Lightening crash
Moment had finally begun
Inner madness
Screaming out
Rage set to thine foe
Callus in the hand of toil
Wrinkle in thy brow
Understanding mud as earth
Pounding under foot.
Tag: callus
So Plain (day 2965)
I wandered in my disarray
How could it be?
Then, busted
Out of the clear madness
Did I stumble upon a seed
That racked my brain
Tormented my soul
Callused all my pain
And sent me on my merry way
Life but now so plain.
Stopping (day 2945)
My leaving held me to a candle
Where I swore but could not be heard
Callused, I learned a mannered derision
Falling slowly while walking
Heart worn and still spending
Danger amidst comfort
Finding I was working like a man
Field and the ploughs
Dark soil in each finger’s nail
And a candle to my brow
With no time for stopping.