Sanctuary
The man under the hoodie
once had dreams,
heard the clear, apparent,
lilt of children’s voices.
Then the liquid veil
came down,
obscuring and confusing.
Such songs now too distant.
They lie too far across the aural chasm.
His hood- a dome,
all he owns and is
and ever hopes or wants to be,
found here.
His sanctuary,
our acceptance.
© Linda Imbler
About the Author
Linda Imbler is the author of the published poetry collection âBig Questions, Little Sleep.â Her work has appeared in numerous journals. Lindaâs creative process and a current, complete listing of sites which have or will publish her work can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com. This writer, yoga practitioner, and classical guitar player lives in Wichita, Kansas.
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