Wrath

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic


I have a collection of poems I'm compiling for a book.

Submitted: October 11, 2017

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Submitted: October 11, 2017

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Ominous overcast sky

Looming behemoth over

Blue green choppy seas

How did you stumble across this

Holy Hell?

You are afraid of that cloud 

And magically, beneath your feet

A raft made of sticks and

In your hands a wooden oar appears

That can only mean it must be sensible

To paddle desperately

For safer waters

Waters made of a substance alien to you

Permeable and wet


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