Thursday, March 22, 2018

A SHORE AFAR



What is this, mushrooming
Rising up in the sky
Darkening the clouds -
Did we injected anger, jealousy ...
Poisoning Nature with our
ill begotten wits;
Eclipsing the hearts of
Sun and moons
Even the thunder stills 
in the wake of fear 
Even the nights look for salvage.
Someone cups his face with both hands
drooping his head down 
taking a huff of meaning -
a shore afar



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