Monday, June 20, 2011

Parched

I am a parched lake
Baked in the sun
Muddy banks exposed
Cracks forming
Like skin pulling away
From itself.
Low water islands
Invite long-legged birds
To forage in my wounds.
I am a parched lake
Baking in the sun,
But rain is in the forecast.

1 comment:

T.A.Galloway said...

Thank you for the truth of living. I posted quite a long piece about a very depressed season in my life. It is on my blog titled, Death Swarm. My blog is http://aservantsheartministry.blogspot.com/