Sleeping Volcano
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Sleeping Volcano
puffing anger way back in an ancient world
deep blue waters cooled her
once fiery breast in a crystal lake
now a modern, transformed girl
a National Park of tourists
bicyclers and hikers
quiet, peaceful, serene
only whistling wind and crunching boots
nighttime
she awakens from her dreams
a roaring memory haunts the forests
as orange ash spirits ascend from Crater Lake to heaven
1/11/19
Sleeping Volcano Poetry Contest Given by Eve Roper
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2019