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Renewal

The water
trickles over my
knees as I
dip my head to the
water, the
river's
rushing
waves
pulsing against my
mouth as they
slither
down my
throat.
The waters
fill my
hands, cover my
face,
until my
thirst has been
drowned, the
heat of the day
cooled, and my
journey
begins
again.





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A.N.Mouse said...
Feb. 23, 2011 at 2:30 pm
Good job, KJ, you commented on ur work :) PS, I like it.
 
KrissyJazz This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 22, 2011 at 7:28 pm
Change the word "Drowned" to "Quenched". It's driving me nuts! And I wrote the poem in the first place!
 
Reality-Shift said...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 8:45 pm
I like it. It's simple. It connected two of our most basic needs.
 
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