The Difference a Day or Two Can Make

Another day, another feeling, another poem.

Swirling dark storm clouds lit by red lightning over mountains
A fierce storm with fiery red lightning illuminates dark swirling clouds over a mountainous landscape.

Red Hot

A smoldering burn that won’t go away.

The smoke and heat and residue remain.

Stubbornly saturating the stagnant air.

Tears can’t remove the images and stain.

A feeling of anger is beginning to build.

I’ve been trying hard to knock it down,

Or at least hold it at bay. Senseless and tragic.

An unnamed fury I want to leave behind.

Perhaps, this anger could do me some good.

Not to strike back, but to push me forward.

 

This image is being added years after poem was written. The image generator created this image to go with the poem.

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Katherine J Krein

My name is Katherine J. Krein. I lost my father in June of 2013, and then I lost my mother in November of the same year. After they both died I went through a mind-warping number obsession that has taken me years to control. This is my story. It is now 2026. I still use this site to post some poems and thoughts. My obsession has faded, however, I still notice the numbers. Faith, hope, and love is what guides me now.

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