sunrise over swamps

sunset over melancholy seas

Poem 28 of 30

on April 28, 2013

Burdened by grey skies and strange heat, as though nature didn’t make her mind today to be one thing or another. The weight of the unfallen rain settles on skin and the sun is lost behind desolate plains of cloud and bare branches.

The harsh light bathes the buildings and saps their colour. What was lifeless now becomes waste and warning, a warning to all that the meaning found in untouched soil and living trees is strangled by the grip of man’s hand and left for dead on mounds of bricks and poison.


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