Broken

 

 

Sky is dark, dark as your

grieving heart: the water’s smooth

invites you in;  take a dip in its inky

depths forget the pain wash off

the sin.

 

Rain poured down as you left

this town, just  a summer storm

it washed me free, free of everyday

the games you play flew clean

away.

 

Sky is dark, dark as your

grieving heart , the water’s smooth

invites you in covers your head

& the river bed with its lank green weed

rises up at last to meet you.

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