NaPro Day 11

There’s a Storm in the Attic

There’s a storm in the attic,
With torrents, gusts, and tempest
Between memories and age-old stories
And those who’ve yet to come.

There’s a storm in the attic
Between those who are not now
And those who will never be
And wishes and hopes and cast away dreams.

There’s a storm in the attic
Tempests weighing down dust
Winds trapped in folds
Ships that never sailed.

There’s a storm in the attic
Surrounding currents fresh
Bursting dreams anew
Squalls that change direction

There’s a storm in the attic
Tempting tales of myth and memoir
Sagas sung on squalls of fantasy
 Through dark and light and dust and dross,
In my attic, there blows a storm.

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