The Connection Was Not There

broken leaves die

crooked fractures intertwine

it is too soon to offer hands

smiling enough to satisfy demand

gentle falling autumn swaying

foaming at the mouth biting bark

and forth to hope for the moment

that glancing touch will not be brief

thoughts and doubt cloud around

the flower does not matter in the end

electric spent inside while new strings rend

About Sean William Lynch
Sean Lynch is a writer and editor who lives in South Philly. Lynch's first book of poems "the city of your mind" was published in 2013 by Whirlwind Press. Frank Sherlock, the poet laureate of Philadelphia, called Lynch's debut poetry book "visionary." CA Conrad claimed that the book was "marvelous!" His writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including (parenthetical), Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

9 Responses to The Connection Was Not There

  1. You should put those lyrics to some alternative rock music. Anyone know Linkin Park?

  2. haritkdoshi says:

    great words. you have got great talent, my friend.

  3. ronahope says:

    It’s been awhile since i’ve read words like this verse.. very touching Sean, i loved it. Keep it up.. I think i am going to be enjoying ur blogs.

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