Ink and Inspiration
A Selection of Poetry
Sunday, April 26, 2015
thunder
i dreamed i was dying, gasped for breath and woke up to thunder
rubbed groggy eyes and heard the rattling drumbeat of life
i am mostly water that circulates throughout earth & history and
makes me a mystery and never stagnant but sometimes asleep
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