DrowningA Poem by Lucia M.
The water flowed
Upstream, Against mildew rocks And flailing fists, No longer struggling To flow against the stream. The current singing, Like a sad ballad, All night. © 2011 Lucia M. |
StatsAuthorLucia M.Honolulu, HIAboutshy. enjoys everyday things. aspiring writer. favorite books include All Quite On The Western Front, The Bell Jar, and others. favorite authors include Vladimir Nabokov, Kurt Vonnegut, Ernest.. more..Writing
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