Patrizia Cohen Poet Dramatic Monologue

H2o

Hydrogen, hydrogen, oxygen,
Life
I watch the calm river
Crossing my town
Not clean, not clear,
But dear to me.

I stare the unstable water
I am there
My changeable image
Floats and never stays
I don’t recognize
What looks me and not me.

Hydrogen, hydrogen, oxygen,
Death
I cannot see anything
Around only water
And dark
I lost my last breath.

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Poet Destroyer A February 2, 2013 at 4:02 PM Patrizia, a beautiful blessings with your creative top featured poem of the week. Take care and have yourself an excellent day... I know I sure am. :-) or should I say I will at least try. Always~ & ~ Forever*LINDA