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Poem: “In Years to Come…”

by on Apr 30, 2013 in Poetry
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In Years To Come…

The Ancient One ignites the air
North easterlies with mighty flair,
Roar down the green and grassy plains
Flattened by the thrusting rains.

(In a small den on a high hill
Wolves huddle close in the stormy chill.
Lean eyes flash the bolts of light
No howling at the moon this night)

A birch falls onto flooded grasses
Seeds are carried to barren places
The storm that thunders, pelts, and scourges,
In years to come, lush landscape forges.

Michele Marie


Michele Marie is a poet and creative writer from Illinois.
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