Tiny Little Seas
Tiny little seasrupturing at their seams.
Their life's breath trickling,
their life's end beckoning.
The once deep seas,
now shallow little ponds.
Ancient skies weep,
raining down every drop.
The greedy little seas take,
their delight at the skies' sake.
Their borders changing,
their borders craving,
their borders swallowing all around.
The once overseeing skies
have no more to give,
no more relief,
no more dropping life.
Tiny little seas,
bursting at their seams,
give way to their dismay.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.