You smell of dust,
wind and today’s dark ending.
You smell of dust
choking faithful into mistrust
where no words can mend broken faith.
I can’t escape this bitter wraith.
You smell of dust.
©Susie Clevenger 2013
Marian at Real Toads has us writing Roundels or Rondelets...Yes, I agree it
sounds foreign and confusing. Well, it is to me who struggles with rhyme like it is a muddy bog I can't escape from. Since it is National Poetry month I jumped into the challenge and attempted it. I Say Roundel, You Say Rondelet