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Continental Drift

by Amanda Conlogue

I was formed by years
Of volcanic build-up
Lava cooled to firmness
By endless watery expanses
Now, I am a speck
In the midst of an
Abrasive sea, set forth
To wear me back
To my beginnings,
Watching me with
Cold, turbulent eyes
And I stare back
Alone in silence, in love
With my view of the steady,
Immovable mainland.


Posted on 01/25/2003
Copyright © 2024 Amanda Conlogue

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/13/03 at 12:25 PM

An island unto yourself, facing the onslaught of life... alone. Well-crafted, but sad in some ways.

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