My challenge for this New Year was to pen a poem for every day of 2015. I lasted till the end of March, then decided it was taking over my life so it is now amended to 100 poems in 100 days! After I've reached 100, I'll add any as and when they may appear.
Saturday, 10 January 2015
10. After the storm
At first, some branches strewn across well worn paths
but further on, our way was barred by fallen trees
sapped of all strength from last night's storm,
heads bowed to a greater force, just lying
battered and broken, powerless and prostrate,
objects to be climbed over, in our way.
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