Lurking BeneathA Poem by Coyote SongRain
pounding on my roof all night long pounding hour after hour as the wind blows rattling the tree limbs by dawn a huge puddle the size of a pond hugs the corner near my home too big to drive through or wade through I look down at its grey rippling surface reflecting back me and my friends and the grey overcast sky and wonder what sort of sea creature lurks beneath waiting waiting waiting waiting waiting for what? to catch little children like me and my friends? © 2012 Coyote SongFeatured Review
Reviews
|
Stats
126 Views
6 Reviews Added on October 29, 2012 Last Updated on October 29, 2012 AuthorCoyote SongAboutI love wild places. I love to write. I love to read all sorts of novels and nonfiction. I love music. I love playing the piano. I love playing the guitar I love to sing. And I love freedom and .. more..Writing
|