Treasure Island

T Ebi Ken Jemine


A Weeping River


A weeping river
May not wipe her tears.
The storming sea..........
May embraces the aura
Of a trouble festival.

Ocean may dance cluelessly like
The innocent symphony orchestra
Delta will continue with her blues music
Aloof rain may be drumming for breeze.
The sands In the bank of the river...

Mourn their washed out fellows
In the fullview of the naked early sun.
The stream will be streaming thirstily
With hanfull of dry tears that will...
Never full the empty pocket

There are many faceless holes
In the bed of the shallow river
The bubbles go home homely
Like opera dancers in the surface.
A weeping river nursing its wounds

Submitted: Monday, July 22, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 22, 2013
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