Poetry Drafts / 5 March 2017

the next level – …

If my left hand could match my right

If my fingers could walk the walk

If my shoulders could cope with pounding

I would be a one man band

Ponding

Bashing

Screaming

Hounding

My words would hide deep under a heavy metal pounding drum and the world would be none the wiser.

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.