The Ride
Liquid filled dreams crept through the cool night breeze as a still distant thunder cracked the horizon.
I thought to my self that an earth quake must be taking ground for it’s sake.
Safe over the hill and still quit far up aways my moms home baked cookies broke the day.
I had my own “Loc Ness”, quite the demon, and as not to sneak snacks was an easyprice to pay.
My world began empty and cold as it seemed from one life bring wisdom.
Rough enough storm to destroy, every thing that we knew, the tusnami -a wave of a storm.
I confess to hearing her laugh what a story this was going to make.
Later they tried to pan the bottom of the oceans floor hoping to avoid more.
And I will leave you here on your own but then after it’s done you’ll be home.
No matter what you’ll stay, but if another one comes Austrailia is that way,my moms arm waved.
And I see her begining to stare, her mind was set on wide open to get it all those people saved.
I do still answer myself again and again about why if it hurts so bad,
The answers all began to be crystal clear and the answer is;
She worked hard to make it a decent place to live and storms bad enough they called in the Hubble.
A tusnami destroys everything.
Everything she loves about her life is in rubble.
Based on the idea of how people live,
And why she cares when they die,
Fighting with intimacy,
While they drag the sea to collect people who died,
And my mind begins to wonder why the storms taking so long to decide,
We are waiting here waiting for another heck of a ride.
Copyright © Courtney Courtney | Year Posted 2012
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