Fever Lake Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi

Fever Lake



Illusions of calm, stillness, calm, stillness; trendy.

Images of steel gray skies

Seemingly Immovable

Look close enough and you will see the steam bubbling beneath the

thin skin


Fever Lake

A volcano gathering her wings to burst forth

The heat is soon searing, and skin is slowly peeling

Vulnerabilities surge to the fore

Then comes exposure, shells peeling



Boxed in, earth gives way

Nothing to lose, everything to lose, everything to lose

Salvation is now a myth

Running leads right back to where she began



The smoke stings, and there's a bloodbath of tears

Earth is trembling, stability is more illusion with each moment

Every face reflects inevitability and incredulity

Eventually, unable to run

Surrender becomes the only option

Fever Lake
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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