Boo Hoo

The Platte's soft southern bank collapses.
Once, an upright, stately bluff, the bank's
Become a pile of nothing now, eroded by
The river. My love, upright, stately once,
Collapses, likewise, into only pity as your
Wide, unending Platte of sorrow flows.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-05-10 at 00:09

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