FloodA Poem by Robinit ain't prettyturning stones in a sunless chasm an echo screams these white walls roar of urgency as instincts scramble to escape a fatal pause frenzy marked in deep breaths tears plead to the night as her heart sinks in surging waters
winter hasn't been kind futile fingers obsess on the peeling paint of her sinking home rusted tractors dormant in the field where the night worries and the sunrise breaks promises she feels it slip , and watches helpless dreams slide under the flood
and here .. from the high ground isolated inverted islands dot these still rising waters where from concrete shores dories carry goddesses a sacrifice to the sea to learn to breathe under water © 2010 RobinFeatured Review
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33 Reviews Added on December 4, 2010 Last Updated on December 4, 2010 AuthorRobinCAAboutI am a man , I breathe nature , I listen to the stars , I speak dream , music is my life blood , my words pour from my heart . I observe , my hands express . Feel my words , look as deeply into yo.. more..Writing
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