Saturday, September 7, 2013

The Rain Starved Dirt…--By Richard Sponaugle--United States

The Rain Starved Dirt…

is a vast, parched graveyard.
I’m the last ghost in town,
so somberly mourn my twin;
the same dry, steadfast surface,
hiding tears deep within;
identical tic tac toe lines,
engulfing faces worn by time and weather,
that only a mother nature could love;
a mirrored lack of love and human contact.
Does the earth mourn me?

Richard Sponaugle was born 4-20-60 in Maryland and raised in Northern Virginia.  He received a BA from George Mason University.  A prolific poet and songwriter, he has been published in many venues. 

5 comments:

  1. This is a wonderful, deeply moving poem. Thank you, Richard.

    Michele

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  2. Thank you, Ndaba Sibanda, for the following comment--

    Interesting poem.

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  3. Thank you, Michele and Ndaba, for your kind words for Rick. He is a talented writer whom I've know for years. I appreciate your willingness to share your words with Whispers' readers, Rick. Congratulations on your publication here and in numerous magazines! I agree with Michele's comment.

    Blessings,
    Karen

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  4. Dear Richard,

    A very deep reflection of thoughts in your poem, moving and thought provoking. Enjoyed reading your work today.

    Sandra

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  5. Dear Richard

    "Does the earth mourn me?" is a perfect line to end this soul wrenching poem. There are so many unique and descriptive phrases and words that it brings a joy to a sadness I think poets understand so deeply. Bravo!

    love,
    Kathy

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