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Drought March 4, 2015

Posted by findingherforte in poetry.
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The well had gone dry
it was sudden
but I was not surprised
Not a drop left
no evidence of water
except memory

The ground surrounding it,
cracked and dry,
giving no sustenance to
the nature nearby
soon, all the flowers would wilt
and the dirt would turn to dust

Until, one day
it’s near impossible to believe
anything ever grew here

Every so often an attempt
is made to resurrect
what once was
to no avail
even things that once
encouraged and nourished
this land and filled
this well
have little to no effect

Angry.
I’m just so angry.
Why?
Why has nothing grown?
Seeds and soil
gone to waste

And then rain,
rain out of nowhere
I didn’t even notice
the clouds
Will it be enough?

As the drops hit my
face, I realize

Yes. It’s a start.

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1. 1Heartbeat@atimePapa - March 13, 2015

Very nicely written. You make me proud with everything you do


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