Thursday, 16 July 2009

Storm Born

"First Attempt"


"Lovers"


"Family"


"Intention"


"Memory"
Storm Born

There was a place for daugthers
In the cupbord
A dark place
Mystery-full of stories and storms
Much like the hot nights of August
The prayer for one sweet breeze
Yet all you got was the
Tempest

Rainless destruction
Thunderous rumbling

A deep plowing of earth

Dark grooves of knowledge left behind.

1 comment:

  1. OOOH, I love this one so much, beautiful poem!

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