eyes in the storm

my favourite gift is a closed one
that moment where nothing is known
that calm before an unwrapping storm
in anticipation of what’s to come

my favourite book is a closed one
that moment where nothing happens
that calm before a reading storm
in anticipation of what’s to come

my favourite lips are closed ones
that moment where nothing is said
that calm before a kissing storm
in anticipation of what’s to come

my favourite heart is an open one
so tell me true, are you ready for war
many shall ride the carousel with me
but few shall choose to stand with me

my favourite casket is a closed one
that moment where nothing remains
that calm after the final storm of
memories of all that’s come & gone

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024

22 thoughts on “eyes in the storm”

  10. It is nothing but pure anticipation from here

    Though the way is seen, never does that mean that its clear

    For anticipation is both excitement and fear

    Fear can be thrilling, enthralling sincere

    The stage has been set, the tools unveiled

    I know not in what manner, but we shall prevail

    My role for the moment seems to be set

    But correspondence from the covenant is met

    Arise from the shadows and mince words never more

    The battle will be fought unlike any before

    My tongue is sword, forged with two blades

    Cast from true silver, with blood of my kinsmen been paid

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