drought

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v. 5 trying to scale down some of the imagery


drought update

by the time the weatherman

delves into the week ahead

and finds the clouds

hollow again

the sky has lost

its mature charm

days pass away

to a ceremony

of sunlight

birdsong and

empty bouquets

flowers have lost their thirst

trees their weight

earth its roots

dust its chains



v. 4 thanks to billy; punctuation removed

drought update

by the time the weatherman

delves into the week ahead

and finds the mines

drained of life again

the sky has already lost

its cerulean charm

stars have been charted

clouds pass away

to a ceremony

of sunlight

birdsong and

empty bouquets

flowers have lost their thirst

trees their weight

earth its roots

dust its chains.



v. 3 played with spacing, altered "weather is just" line

drought

When everything dies
people turn to the sky.

Forecasters dig deeper
into weeks for signs of life

as the blue has lost its charm.
Stars have been charted and dimmed,

and the clouds that appear
pass away

to a ceremony of sunlight,
birdsongs, and empty bouquets.

The flowers have lost their thirst,
the trees their weight,

the earth its roots,
the dust its chains.




V. 2 thanks to leanne
removed simile from s.1

drought

When everything dies
people turn to the sky.
Forecasters have been digging deeper
into weeks for signs of life,
but the weather is just

too pure. The blue has faded,
stars have been charted and dimmed,
and the clouds that appear
pass away

to a ceremony of sunlight,
birdsongs, and empty bouquets.
The flowers have lost their thirst,
the trees their weight,
the earth its roots,
the dust its chains.


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original



The remains of grass
lie next to a hose like a desert
surrounding a canteen. When everything dies

people turn to the sky.
Forecasters have been digging deeper
into weeks for signs of life,
but the weather is just

too pure. The blue has faded,
stars have been charted and dimmed,
and the clouds that appear
pass away

to a ceremony of sunlight,
birdsongs, and empty bouquets.
The flowers have lost their thirst,
the trees their weight,
the earth its roots,
the dust its chains.