Parched

Death is the penalty we all pay for the privilege of life. - Robert Half

oh where went the sun

and its long, lost, wayward cousin the moon

oh why has midnight drawn a shrouding curtain over noon

we're all born with toe tags needing only a name, cause and date

yet they say that it's never too late

troops of clouds stormed in with an unexpected, silent, death march

yet another fallen arch

another casketed dress shirt, pressed and starched

i'd have to crawl through the sahara and guzzle the pacific

just to begin feeling a wee bit parched

Author's Note

“The life in us is like the water in the river. It may rise this year higher than man has ever known it, and flood the parched uplands; even this may be the eventful year, which will drown out all our muskrats. It was not always dry land where we dwell.” - Thoreau

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Beautiful work Pete. Great Imagery. I saw Pearl Jam in concert back in 92, it was for their first album, Ten.

[Pete]

eddie vedder sure did some great, passionate work. he bled for what was within him begging to come out. thank you for sharing thomas ... :)