Cj Krieger Poet Prose Poetry

The Sea Is Never Filled

I watch
As the raging river’s waters
Pour into the sea
Wondering
Why the sea has never filled

All about me 
The rains keep falling
Filling the earth
As far as the eye can see

It is a cold rain
A winter rain
A rain that holds
No love or dreams

Off in the distance
I can hear the melodies
Of autumn birds
They are like me
Asking with their sweet songs
For the rain to go away

Standing by the windows
In the homes on the street
I can see the faces
Of children
Waiting for the sun
To free them
From their wandering imaginations

They wait impatiently
Tapping on their windowpanes
Faces pressed against the glass
Watching the drops of water
Run into each other
All the way to the bottom
Before being washed away

They wait impatiently
To go outside and play
But the rain doesn’t hear them
It just keeps drizzling
On the houses
On the windows
On the world
And on the river
That pours into the sea
Which has never
As far as I know
Been filled

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