A Second Stream
Our earthly love
completed its course.
What started from
a sudden spring
rushed
eroding land
and loose rock
straightening the way
with force.
It could have gone much smoother
had I known upstream
what I know
down:
Gravity
takes care of everything,
though the damage
is part of the flow.
I thought all would end
in a trickle,
but you left me here
wading.
March 5, 2017
for Open Poetry Contest
Copyright © Rita A. Simmonds | Year Posted 2017
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