Dreams of a Droughtless Decade


Where embers smoulder endless
Inlets are boldly dredged
For words and hope already wrung
To cope here at the edge
Errantly we screaming bound
Down toward our final days
With songs made up of asbestos
And sleeping gods of clay
Addled eyes with awe and stars
Toward boundless life we claw
Dreamed a drought-less decade up
And for it forfeit all.

  • Author: Quemis (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 10th, 2022 01:14
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  • L. B. Mek

    (weather god's, temper
    our resolve
    for those true devastations
    inevitably, yields...)
    a poignant write
    thanks for sharing, dear Poet

    • Quemis

      Thanks again Mek!

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