nature weeps a hurricane
like a lover scorned
By Montgomery ReavesPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
i don’t go outside
sunburnt skin and wind-chapped lips
nature is not kind
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she tears through the streets
taking back what’s rightly hers
earthquake, flood and heat
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humans broke her heart
it’s not the apocalypse
but it is a start
About the Creator
Montgomery Reaves
I am but a simple cat-owl.
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