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The Quiet

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This seems like a day where nothing can happen.
I am in stasis,
Trapped by the too still air.
The wasps and cicadas are mere nutrients,
Floating in the plasma like air.
There is no wind to toss the tree tops
Into their usual frenzied summer dance.
The sound of dogs fighting seeps into my ears,
Yammering as if they need to hold preemptive battles
To decide who will side with the thunder
Sounding in the distance like pummeling hooves,
The steed of a god of war.
It is in days like this that I fear you could never learn to live
With battle scarred eyes
And a shrapnel filled heart.
Before a storm.
© 2010 - 2024 MimiTrammell
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Epic. Simply Epic. you my friend are an amazing poet and this is nothing short of perfection