Act of God ?

The ground is not of our choosing
Night moves dark over the faces of the fearful
Light of eyes no longer shine
Scraped and raped by a zealous sky.

A kiss goodnight for the sleeper

Mother Nature`s wayward son is coming of age.







Poetry by Yanto
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Written on 2011-03-14 at 18:12

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ngaio Beck
Excellent. Deep with feelings.
2013-01-27


John Ashleigh
Strong and vivid - with a powerfully meaningful choice of words. Thankyou for sharing.

Regards,
John.
2011-03-14