Day 29, NaPoWriMo

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Mary Beth Frezon

when I cover my ears
I hear the sea
then the drum of me
begins to beat.
my hands fall to the roar
heart fails.
i’ve no love
and this thing that I make,
infatuated,
I make it but why
I’ve lost the reason
wind rises
and a night fills with rain.

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