Poems and Poetry

Blind March | A Poem by Noah Steinberg-Di Stefano

Every turn, Street Corner, Regional Nuance
Has found its way to a predictable place
in the daily time card
hapless handshakes
mundane meetings
daily deleterious deja vu
caustic complacency
nothing new nowadays
caution, comfort
salacious stability disguised as
holistic happiness
to the misled mind
Craving chaotic embrace
speed bumps, kinks
are the braille that extract meaning
from this blind march

~ Looking for a place to publish your poetry for free? Visit Opportunity Publishing.