Jaycee Cervenka Poet Free verse

Sandstorm

The sands are slipping
Changing our landscape
As the night winds blow cool
Removing the sun's heat

Still I lay--parched
Yet shivering
I long for the heat
To quench me
Before I'm buried
In your winter sandstorm. 

6/11/2015

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Emile Pinet June 21, 2015 at 11:09 AM The imagery that is presented carries the essence of the statement the author is making and it is a powerful one. Your words speak in a metaphoric voice and supply the catalyst to spark further thought. Emile. #7 Jaycee Cervenka July 15, 2015 at 12:08 AM Emile, I may have thanked you on your page, or I may have changed pages before the reply fully posted, but thanks so much for your wonderful review.