Straggled grass sits amid
Sediment sand
Eerie are the silent steps
Which stand in painful solitude
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The storms experienced in life so often leave us reaching for something beyond - very good write.
Very beautiful, strong imagery. Hits me particularly hard, being a resident of Joplin Missouri (tornado of May 22,2011) so brings back the memories of metaphors I found amist the rubble. Such a profound metaphor for loss. Thanks for sharing!
After a heavy storm A staircase stands alone All else is gone - nice projection
A very emotive poem with some memorable lines. I especially like ' Straggled grass sits amid' it conjures up a myriad of possible senarios which you compose later in the poem. Really nicely written.
Straggled grass sits amid Sediment sand really enjoyed your first lines and especially 'storm of passionate irresistable irrational winds' such lines always tug at my soul :)