HELL-O

Drawn to the scorching

And then your Spring showers

From choppy singed waters

To smooth sailing

From Summer tornadoes

To dry Autumn winds

Enveloping Winter

Underlying our laying

 

Our S’mores

Our invisible foundation

Shook

Volcano erupting

You appear to take pleasure

In having burned me

Heart melted

Now decaying

So long days of Spring

HELLO stormy weather

 

 Aloe could you go

And still me sustain?

You like starting fires

Extinguishing mine

Again and again

 

You set forest fires from Hell

Then silence me with the Big O

Cataclysmic

Non academic

Making me lethargic

Cause our bodies not our minds click…

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Ericka Arthur

I am Ericka Arthur an Inspirational blogger, Poet and Radio Divas cohost on GrindhardRadio.

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