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State of Emergency

After the wind stops blowing

We will pull down the shades

The thunder rumbles past our yellow, one story apartment.

Standing close to the foamy shores

I can hear the newscaster murmur its warnings of another flash flood watch.

I adjust my headphones, picking up a Vogue to pass the time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 11/23/2018 9:09:00 PM
its good not to show fear in face of adversity. I love your poetry, its honest and forthright.
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Date: 9/30/2018 3:49:00 PM
Deep words...
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Date: 9/28/2018 1:53:00 AM
Tides of destruction - The expression of just another day. Short and powerful.
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Nancy Beckman
Date: 9/29/2018 6:24:00 PM
Thanks, Michael! :)
Date: 6/3/2018 9:31:00 AM
I like the feel of this piece. Welcome to the soup, I think you will fit in nicely.
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Nancy Beckman
Date: 6/4/2018 3:43:00 PM
Thanks, Richard!