Drought

by Hellon   Apr 7, 2021


...desiccated earth
where the river used to flow
no fish for dinner...

on the river bank
blow-flies feast on dead cattle
farmers lose all hope.

@Hellon 7th April 2021

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  • 1 day ago

    by Everlasting

    Congratulations on the win

  • 1 day ago

    by Jack

    Nice and short poem!

  • 2 days ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    "desiccated" is such a concrete and bleak adjective; I don't see it too often and it hit hard here as the first word. I felt the hopelessness in this, the despair, the inability to do much but anticipate death. Powerful, Hellon.

  • 3 days ago

    by Bradley Peter

    I rather liked this. Particularly "no fish for dinner".

  • 4 days ago

    by Em

    I'm overjoyed to share the front page with you Hellon. Definitely a worthy win, Congratulaions x

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