Peace In My Mind

I have declared a detente
After negotiating a truce.
My head is a no-fly zone;
The bombadier chutes stay shut.
I sat at the table
With my privy council,
And we have signed an accord.
Peace in my time.
Peace in my mind.
Forget, to forgive;
Forgive, to forget.
It seeps unmeasurable,
Infectious,
Air borne as a nucleur summer.

by Francie Lynch

Comments (4)

....very impressive poetic techniques ★
The memories of The Coliseum are buried by the sands of time, unearthed by the winds of destiny.
You surely know how to wrote, I like each and every poem of yours
It is apparent that Mr Poe was a little more insane then I am.