Hope and Despair
Sierra July
During
storms rain puddled
Filling
ditches, far off lakes
Leaving
everyone muddled
Over
why, for their sakes
No
drops collected, cuddled
In
their cracked palms after quakes
Poet's Notes: This one is sort of like
a prequel to "Living Fountain," my poem previously published in June http://eretzsongs.blogspot.com/2016/06/living-fountain-by-sierra-july-frequent.html. People are waiting for
water after a disaster and the rain is always passing them by to fall somewhere
it isn't needed. It would be a completely tragic piece if not for knowing
that the Living Fountain girl is likely on her way. All in all, it's a tale of
hope in the face of despair, thus the title.
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