The poem reflects a pursuit of ego-driven desires, resulting in despair, lost in life’s tempestuous journey. persistently hearing a captivating but destructive call.
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Way down south, in the Louisiana bayou…
It lives. Lake water lapping along low strides longing for an estranged sea, a tear-soaked mother turned face away from desperate plea…
Lake water lapping Along low strides of river Rushing to the sea. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
A night spent alone walking by the windswept canal…
Drip drop goes the tap Spilling water down the drain, A wasted resource. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Bleached reefs lie beneath, floral-like coral snorkel warmth & pollution. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
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