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RebirthBefore they hit the groundRaindrops bloat in swirlsOf bulging lozenges, tidesPulsing against thin membranes.Their lives ache to taste saltAnd dissolve beneath the sun,Sucked back by a reverse gravityTo be recycled as clouds.Each time, some trace elementConjoins with the earth below,While only slivers of identityAre ever returned to the heavens.[Disposable Poem October 29, 2011]Dr. Mike
Rebirth
ReplyDeleteBefore they hit the ground
Raindrops bloat in swirls
Of bulging lozenges, tides
Pulsing against thin membranes.
Their lives ache to taste salt
And dissolve beneath the sun,
Sucked back by a reverse gravity
To be recycled as clouds.
Each time, some trace element
Conjoins with the earth below,
While only slivers of identity
Are ever returned to the heavens.
[Disposable Poem October 29, 2011]
Dr. Mike