Shame
Mother Earth
Mother Earth Mother Earth May bare feet rest cool in pooled puddles of spring born of raindrop's congregation that with elation sings of creatures on wing and every quiet crawling thing that walks in awe of a breath-taking beauty that she brings. For she is everything and anything dripping goodness of earth, born of each dire desire for a more joyous mirth, worn weary by torn journeys of life's defiant birth that brings forth tomorrow's promise of a hallowed, holier worth. For none can neither replace, nor can one deny, her rising breath rush across a clouded moonlit sky, her wishful waves that swish resistant sands aside to rip into a thrashing, soulful crashing tide, left lonely as foam, slowly sinking damp to dry. Never will one forget each stillest memory of her touch brushing influence over humanity, with a song singing strong her perfected sanity through a past, a present, a future, longing for eternity. ~P.S. Colley~
If you look closely at this poem you will notice that each line forms an acrostic poem that spells out the word "Shame". Again, I apologize that the format does not cascade down the page as originally written.
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