Wet earth smellA Poem by angelina nevesAlbert's Poetry Cafe ~ Poet Craft: Form ~ "The Dorsimbra" with Salvatore Buttaci
Just coming from somewhere an urge to cry
A pain in my chest, soar heart anguishing
And somehow these eyes feel so very dry
A stomach in knots, my throat tightening
Breathing is hard
As if chaos, coming my way
Would bring something terrible…
Can it be imagination playing?
Simple wet earth smell after some rain drops
Remembering the need for thunderstorms
Alive in the feelings of mind’s drawing
Just coming from somewhere an urge to cry
© 2009 angelina nevesAuthor's Note
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