Anxious

in the twilight of dawn 
restless as the waves 
roasting as nuts in a frying pan 


what will this day bring? 
When will seasons change?

molehills cast long shadows 
at noon taller and higher gaining stature


aghast and anguished by heights unknown 

frazzled souls descend drowning 
speedily by the stone knotted  tie


struggling for the ship’s rudder

ageless captain resigns in shock 


heading for the iceberg of despair 
cut loose from the anchor 
reduced to a crust of bread