Acid Rain

Observe the endless human race

Tumbling forth through vigilant space

A circular track

Always takes us back

Karmas prophetic fact

Here prose and penalties persist

Carving the consciousness within, we exist

Wyle away the hours

Dreaming for a life

Brimming with purpose

Devoid of strife, while

Stoic sarcophagus

Silently storms

Clear acid rain

Converts succulent norm

©Holly A. Parsons 2011

Comments

  1. Dear Poet, I just visited your website and go through it by reading your poetry. I love the images that you paint with your words and I am so impressed by your mastery of images and the way you evoke so many deep thoughts and feelings. It was a pleasure to meet you and talk to you last night. I wish you all the best

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