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Her Sun
one drip
one drop
then another
and another and another and another...
drenched in an already muddied field
no regrets or acts of contrition
no matter how contrite
the skies are angry now
as their mother, in silence, weeps
"bring down your helpless
your shrewn out misery"
allow the flowers to seep up those grazing wounds
and those grieving minds
for in the morning the sun will rise
and breathe her ever giving light
one drop
then another
and another and another and another...
drenched in an already muddied field
no regrets or acts of contrition
no matter how contrite
the skies are angry now
as their mother, in silence, weeps
"bring down your helpless
your shrewn out misery"
allow the flowers to seep up those grazing wounds
and those grieving minds
for in the morning the sun will rise
and breathe her ever giving light
Published 28th Sep 2022
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29th Sep 2022 1:53am
Hey Tim:)
The tone in this - just wow.
The ending sounds so righteous.
Lovely poem amigo.
The tone in this - just wow.
The ending sounds so righteous.
Lovely poem amigo.
29th Sep 2022 2:51pm
29th Sep 2022 8:06pm
Damn, I keep reading things and seeing hurricane Ian in them. ;)
But also I could feel tear drops, remorse, no remorse or forgiveness.
Anger, suffering, emptiness, misery, crying...
and forgiveness too...
Lots to unpack... Great stuff...
But also I could feel tear drops, remorse, no remorse or forgiveness.
Anger, suffering, emptiness, misery, crying...
and forgiveness too...
Lots to unpack... Great stuff...
29th Sep 2022 8:51pm
