THE EXODUS
There is a pill stuck in my throat
That I just have to swallow
Tears won't stop falling...
Like a winter blizzard in Southern California
It only rains and rains
The streets are flooded now,
I need a boat to gain passage
From one place to the next.
I'm a flower with soil much to moist
And I long for the sun to shine.
A marine layer has moved in
And is drawing thicker by the hour--
The ocean mist feels cold on my skin.
I hadn't expected the ducks
To migrate so soon this year
The radar screens are jammed
By their sudden exodus.
MONIQUE NOBLE
Copyright ©2001 MONIQUE NOBLE
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