Drought

There was a flood in my backyard;
it outlined my land in dirt shades of florescence.
Coming out of the pond, like some creature of eau,
it ate up the grass and spit out limp coral;
frogs swam upscale, but no safety could be found
for kitten mouths clamped down, and dragged them home.

Bats turned red and wet,
they hissed with diseases clinging to their teeth;
and through the midsts of all this destruction, and tears,
there came spurting the idea of you
- how you came, like a monster made of water,
crippling creation with every electron.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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July 16, 2009 at 4:27 AM
Charmane, it has been forever since you have posted here at the Soup. Hoping all is well and that you will come back. Love, Carol
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