Flash In these days

I feel the pains

Of my imprisoned mind.

In the past

If I saw a flash

Of color before my eyes.

I would say

To myself, today

I will write about it.

But now its hard

So very hard

To write anything these days.

I still see that flash

Of color pass

My eyes like a lightning streak.

But unlike before

I think nothing more

About the flash before my eyes.- John Barley