The Sodden Earth…
13 September 2011
Darkened heavens fall never ceasing
Ill met drops drowning the land
The field of dreaming crops halts breathing
Its harvest vapours to night’s hand
Soulless windows burst in pane
Floods pour down stone weathered faces
Sweeping away hope’s moraine
Salt waters erode rock found bases
The rain soaked soil becomes a reaper
A drain of strength I cannot face
Already weary sinking deeper
Softly welcomed in mired embrace
This sodden earth asphyxiated
Heralds the call from an echoless part
My resting place most abominated
An airless tomb for a stillborn heart
Pervagus 
Great post today thanks.
Thanks! 🙂
Eroding away like glacial moraine,
what a picture you have painted there.
The age span of time and empty land.
An empty heart is what I felt. Lots
of layering here and very sad.
Good write in elegy.
Thank you for your beautiful comment Sharon.
whew that last line is breathtaking…the rain…i just read another poem begging for it…what brings lifealso brings death…
I love the rain really. Don’t want to think it reflects a negative nature. Would rather hope I just like being wet and cool. Thanks for reading and commenting Brian 🙂
A formal marching feel to this, through a grey dripping landscape, soul-killing and smothered. Well done.
Thank you Hedgewitch. That’s a great description. Might have to steal some of that for another day 😉 Thanks!
That last stanza is most intense. There are many potent images here with a hopeless weary voice ringing throughout.
Hopeless and weary! Lol! I guess I was at the time. How sad is that? Anyway, thanks for reading and commenting Lori 🙂