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Aug 2019
A storm swept through
with wind enough to tear the trees out
by their roots
whip the rain in sideways
streaks of darkness –
enough...

enough

Enough!

Sirens and the engines roar
to underscore by thunder
some emergency

The wailing
dives and sinks and sets by decibels
in the miles of impossible...

In those jewels
of distance from you
have I been set?
In gold
of eventide?
A masterpiece of sorrow

Am I
to live another day without you?
A storm rolled through about an hour ago while I was watching  a You Tube  program about the jewels and royalty of India.
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