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Caught in my Compact

Terza Rima Sonnet
Caught in my Compact

Wade through the squalor, shaken and straining
Consciously, Head held high, anticipating
Storm breaks overhead and now ‘tis raining

Movement round me sluggish, on nerves, grating
Breathe deeply now, settling apprehension
Yet my heart is open, anticipating

Mind deliberates on my perception
Rain still gently falls and I absorb it
In this journey here from my conception

Glimpsing a bench, I walk over and sit
Sensations are strong, you come nearer
I close my eyes lean back, snooze for a bit

Open my compact, catch you in mirror
As you approach, your face getting clearer

poem by Nancy E Alcorn
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