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The Wasteland

The arid waste land;

no vegetation

no life,

it was nothing

 

The rain cloud;

so ominous,

so full of life

It was over-filled

 

The cloud;

it positioned

then released

it revived

 

The wasteland

first shocked

then embraced

the life it was given.

 


 

All poems were written by Tina M. Nolan

© 1999 Tina M. Nolan