What Will Surface?

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – “Just One Word: Muddy”
(imagined by Marian)


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Muddy brown waters rage
and bubble like
a witch’s caldron,
flooding over houses,
land, people, animals
with a vengeance that
feels personal. Imagine
that it does not cease
until it has covered
over all the earth
and its sins.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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20 Responses to What Will Surface?

  1. Jim says:

    Surprise finding, Sara. Maybe this is our reason for ‘Climate Change’ as we call it.


  2. kanzensakura says:

    Instead of fire or flood, we will be consumed by mud. Fitting end for us.


  3. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:

    … the rainbow promises not another flood. But mud… yikes.


  4. Kerry says:

    Why does your ominous prediction fill me with a sense of joy.. an earth washed clean of corruption sounds so good.


  5. Marian says:

    Yes, imagine…. not hard to do, the way things are going. This short poem is quite powerful and I really appreciate it.


  6. One day we’re buried in mud the next we’re panting in thirst…


  7. Ominous….it may very well cover over a lot of the coastal areas before too many more years, including the one I am living in. Yikes.


  8. Susie Clevenger says:

    That is a dark scary image. I know the power of water.


  9. Helen says:

    I grew up in the Midwest close to the Mississippi, to this day the threat of flooding is frightening. Happy to be out in Bend on the High Desert! Beautiful write.


  10. Some purification rituals are certainly more terrible than others, devastation through drowning has always made me shiver.


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