Sunday, July 17, 2011

Evil Tide Ebbing

After long nightmare
Neck-deep in sand
As Ill tide sweeps in
Filth and fear
Each encroaching rush
Threatens to submerge

Tide turns, drawing back
Receding, washing sand clear
Ebbing waves carry
Back troubles and pain
Onto the shoulders
Of cold emptiness

Ken Goree

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