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RE: Pearlescent Poems # 5: Mahogany Monsoon
I love your photo-very mercurial but I couldn't read the poem with all the Gifs in between the words. Maybe it's an age thing. The vote is for the photo!
I love your photo-very mercurial but I couldn't read the poem with all the Gifs in between the words. Maybe it's an age thing. The vote is for the photo!
Thank you @cathi-xx I wouldn't want you to feel unable to read my poem so I have included only the text for you to read it entirely. Thank you for the upvote and nice comment, the full poem is below here :)
Whales hath no fury like a swooping storm
Trailing trash grouping in a soupy swarm
Uprooted trees, water logged dooming scorn
Locked doors are ripped open, from thudding, booming thicket thorns
Nature has such force, divorced with broken boughs
Rest in peace to the fallen victims beneath the veil who choked and drowned
Flooding is much ferocious with endless pouring wind and rain
What once was paved with life and light, is now dark and bare terrain
A rubber tire, a slit silk robe, a basketball and empty boats
Car upholstery, plastic containers, a clear grey capsule and suitcase floats
A strand of hair, a lonely sock, an open jacket, and shoeless strings
A courier bike, a pickup truck, a public bus and soulless things
A shattered house, with scattered glass, a piano cracked, completely filled
An office space, and coffee shop, now home to crabs and creatures gilled
A second floor department store, wood furniture gone, now agony rooms
Splintered walls, battered doors, such remnants of Mahogany Monsoon...
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You're welcome, and thank you for the follow. Much appreciated