Padre Ramos


The storm, dark and menacing, begins across the waves
remaining gentle in their loyalty to the environment

The shells and abandoned wood
lie tumbled and broken by anger
when their loyalty is challenged

After the rain and wind the steadfast remain
scattered and shredded, yet anchored
against the next storm,
willing to settle in
and fortify the sand once more

About justbrinkley

poetry, flash fiction, prompts from a southern granny who should have been a writer.
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