Forsaken the Lark

Flight songs have forsaken the lark,
where flood and fire forage the dark.
From coast to coast our prayer on wings.
O Lord have mercy the choir sings.

Firefighters on lawn, brave and tired.
Nurses pull long duty, admired.
Neighborhood ash forever stings.
O Lord have mercy the choir sings.

Gift the Golden West deft snowflakes.
Tamp down the spires of flaming snakes.
Extinguish breath the dragon brings.
O Lord have mercy the choir sings.

11/15/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Ashley Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 8:40 PM
Your rhythmic poem sings of harrowing sadness while sailing on graceful beauty, Kim. You've expressed the devastation in California with amazing and moving imagery. So elegant. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Rodrigues Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 3:16 PM
Thank you, Susan!
Green Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 7:28 AM
Very song like my friend. So nicely written.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 17, 2018 at 3:16 PM
Thank you, Chris!
Pandit Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 6:15 AM
Everyone should read your beautiful poem..they need relief soon from the devastation. You expressed the sentiments eloquently, Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 16, 2018 at 9:01 AM
Thank you so much, Vijay! I was just watching one lady on t.v. say she has lost everything. Just so sad!
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