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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Monday, April 4, 2011

After the Rains

image from Magpie Tales 60
When your house is built on sandy ground
You learn to step softly
You don't make a sound

When your home is perched upon a ledge
You don't stomp your feet
You don't lean over the edge

When you know that the hurricane's coming
You lash your windows tight
You pile up the sandbags
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And settle in for the night

You pray the storm will pass you by
Or not hit you too hard
You hope that by the light of day
It doesn't leave you scarred

When you begin the clean up
After the rains

When your future's built on a shaky past
It's a leaning tower
Doesn't stand to last

When you feel your shelter isn't strong
The keystone's missing
Something's wrong

When you know that the hurricane's coming
You bolt your doors real tight
You grab up all your candles
And hope you keep the light

You pray that the storm will blow right by
Or not hit you too hard
And wish that by the light of day
It doesn't leave you scarred

When you begin the clean up
After the rains


submitted for Magpie Tales 60