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All that Remains
by Alison McKenzieA strong wind blows
I close my eyes in the sting of
Pelting debris
A funnel forms too close
But doesnt touch the ground
A couple of rattled windows
Threaten to burst
My heart
Waits
My life is not the only one at stake
If it was, I would risk it all
Wait until the calm returned
But there are others
Younger, more innocent
Dependant on my resolve
To protect the sanctity
Of a home fought and paid for
Inside I feel ripping
Muscles that will strengthen
In the face of this
If everyone lives to tell
When to let go
And run like hell
That is all that remains
11/16/2008 Author's Note: I really should listen to the weather...
Posted on 11/16/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by David Garner on 11/19/08 at 03:30 AM so descriptive. the line breaks make it where it can be read/interpreted many different ways. there is a tension here, both in nature and identity. beautiful. |
| Posted by Katie Dean on 11/19/08 at 10:59 PM really thoughtful poem and full of emotion |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 11/20/08 at 09:30 PM Good one Ali....CharMin |
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