Rosalie Barclay: Church Street London Etching Copy (1879-1968)
Saint Augustine, Florida, Lost Art Colony
(Note to reader: I find a picture I like and write a poem about what I see. Hope you enjoy)
This is what I see…Felina Silver Robinson
Doctors order me to stay in bed. They warn me that I’m clear out of my head. The flu I carry has me in a deep haze, but I refuse to stay flat on my bed, so I stroll the streets in a haze of sickness. I have no intentions of letting it stop me. Everyone moves so quickly. I hear each click and clack of their steps. Each building towers high over head. All is such a beautiful blur. I almost wish I would be swallowed up and whisked away until the end of my hazy daze.
In The Haze Of Sickness©
Copyright 2015-2018
by Felina Silver Robinson
The Writings of Felina Silver 
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