A Year in Kyiv
written by: Gerry Stefanson
clocks run slower, time – most
clocks run faster, time – fear
clocks run out of time – shattered
as do civilians
as do soldiers
as do survivors
winter wearies on/everyone carries on/doing the unimaginable
so well – so brave
spring is in sight /rockets still fly, as bombs fall
sunflowers will explode in, so joyous
days grow longer, as does hope/they have cultivated
so many comrades – hope, faith, follow.
she was selling calendars!
at the market
some thought she was mad
most believed she was “new found hope”
you can ’X’ off completed days on a calendar
as the ‘Xs’ will out number the yet to come days
your heart counts down the days by moments to freedom.
MAY 2022 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords Press
Born and raised on the prairies of Manitoba Canada, along the Red River and just south of Lake Winnipeg. Then Alberta and ten years in the Rockies, just above Montana. The last decade in the Canadian Gulf Islands. People, ideas and stories set the stage of my poetry and writing. Music and art fill my days and verse fills my head. I feel the fortunate one and share this world with my life partner.
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