by Alison McKenzie

A drought has come
Upon the land where
My poetry grows.

All I feel
I can really do
Is protect the aging roots
From this scorched place,
And hope
When the rains fall again,
I haven't lost it all.


Posted on 06/04/2015
Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Traci Mabats on 06/10/15 at 10:35 PM

I know the feeling. But my drought has so much else going on that I don't notice it as much.

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