Regression
written by: Robin McNamara
@thewindingroad1
Here comes the rain
with evening darkness
in creeps the night
with a malevolent eye.
How long will remain
of day’s brightness
before the crow’s flight
in clouds, oh I die
And fall to ground
like stones of hail,
apricity of the Sun
so fleeting, ah yes.
Distressed sounds
of wings, oh so frail
lies become undone,
Ah now, I will regress.
Robin McNamara
APRIL 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Robin McNamara is an Irish poet from Waterford City. He has over 150 poems published worldwide in America, Canada, Ireland and in the UK with Beir Bua Journal, Dreich, Versification, Pink Plastic House, Daily Drunk, Full House Literary Magazine, Dream Journal, Second Chance Lit, Literary Heist, Dwelling Literary & Impspired. A regular contributor to Spillwords since 2018 where he was currently Author of the Month, April 2020. Robin is also involved in the Poetry Ireland prompts. Robin’s debut chapbook, 'Under a Mind’s Staircase' was written during the lockdown in Ireland. Published by Hedgehog Poetry Press, UK.
Latest posts by Robin McNamara (see all)
- In Resting Soil - October 25, 2021
- The Devil’s Roulette - September 30, 2021
- There Was A Genius - July 8, 2021
