Trouble on the Horizon

Horizon sits the mountain cloudy calmed
Mysterious in shrouds of smoky grey
The waterfalling cools the rocks are balmed
The tropic heat so gently steamed away
Beneath the hill a monster legend tells
Facade of rock to hide his vivid rage
A molten heat emits sulphuric smells
The fable once a truth is lost in age
Volcano dormant suddenly erupts
A spewing forth the vitriol white hot
The anger shocks and then it ends abrupt
And once expelled the cause will lie forgot
So don’t allow your pain and hurt to build
Expression is the way to be fulfilled

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Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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