Drowning. Not Waving
by P.J.Reed
Weeping in a moaning wind,
The willow waves goodbye.
Rustling leaves, caressing
The shivering grass.
Startled, shrieking
Circling flocks of flapping
Blackness, wheel and fly.
They will not sing for me.
Rogue branches stir the waters,
Heavy laden droplets crash
Deafen my ears, Ripples run
Fleeing from my gaze.
You tried to run away from me,
The footfalls in crushed grasses
Betray your final gasp
As floating in the waters
Your face slips from my grasp.
Copyright ©: P.J.Reed
End of the poem
15 random poems
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- Robert Burns: Down The Burn, Davie:
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- Владимир Маяковский – О патриархе Тихоне
- Нина Воронель – Суд современников не значит ни черта
- Captain Hook by Shel Silverstein
- Soul’s Birth by Sara Teasdale
- Before you go a little way prospecting by T. Wignesan
- Джон Китс – Два-три букета и две-три коробки
- A Gemini’s Hurt by Stephen Allen
- Early Pla Meäte by William Barnes
- Olney Hymn 60: Abuse Of The Gospel by William Cowper
- Robert Burns: Epigram To Miss Jean Scott:
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
