STILLA Poem by Betty HermeleeMother Nature's Ravages...remnantsThe sky is clear today yet the landscape transforms day to day my heart pains to see colorless matter still, as it was before
Houses sweep over giant boulders to river’s end today, crumbled pieces of…… one man and his dog wait too long on his roof and he tumbles with his house onto piles of wet earth of what once was a crystal-clear lake now a mud pond he dies sticks and stones surround piles of them, once many homes
Bridges collapse under force of murky water flows at immense speed from mountaintops to destroy deep crevices, still personal remnants along the roadside, still food and water needs, still the morgue, silent with unidentified bodies, still
I cannot foresee the future of this corner of the world and how mother nature devastates It is an unending battle to recover, still
© 2025 Betty HermeleeAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on January 5, 2025 Last Updated on January 5, 2025 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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