Fishes Perish
time opens her delicate
wings transporting
us from the
incessant
fury
of the shattering waves
blades of tiny green grass
caress
bending rays of gloom
words of silence
destroying the eloquence
coos of babbling
infants
gliding fishes drink
from the oiled ocean
and perish
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2015
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