Andrew Fairchild Poet Sapphic stanza

Earth - Depression - Sapphic Stanza

Trenches failing, sagging and crumpling, falling
Dad jumps down in, holding a sheet of plywood
Quick lads scramble out of a filling tombhole…
Who will save Dad, now?

(fiction)

2/28/2019

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Andrea Dietrich March 1, 2019 at 9:10 PM Oh boy the poor dad!!! I enjoyed this last one, but my favorite is still air. I am Virgo , of earth, and am rarely depressed. Thank heavens! Andrew Fairchild March 2, 2019 at 11:09 PM I think HE got out at the last minute! Whew! I am so grateful, that you are rarely depressed! What a wonderful gift to have, as depression really DOES feel, sometimes, like everything is collapsing in on you.

P.S. Awtry February 28, 2019 at 3:54 PM quick boys, call 911! Lots of tension and action in this short piece. Good use of the form! Andrew Fairchild February 28, 2019 at 3:57 PM Thanks!