Corner Pub #3 |
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The Drought |
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Les Nibbs New Member
since 2013-10-10
Posts 8Australia |
The land is scorched, it lays bare. Now become a blood red dust. It's blown by wind, everywhere. A strength corroded, turned to rust. Where once was love, now is hate. I am defeated, a wearing toil. The land, I feel It's mortal state. Burnt and parched, infertile soil. My blood and tears are all spent. Forsaken, in my thoughts and fear. Tis cooler now, the sun has set. No clouds nor rain we've seen this year. ![]() |
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Joyce Johnson![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Oh how sad. Summers should be fun. Maybe next year. Love, Joyce |
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Trillium![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Very descriptive poem. I enjoyed reading it. Trillium Betty Lou Hebert |
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