Drought Poem by Patrick Dennis

Drought



Yesterday the thunder
roared out of the West.
It drew near
to be swallowed on the clear air
like that old spent bull
who wafts his impotence
on the mid-October heat haze.

Thursday, January 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: october
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