On The Reservoir

He had forgotten to charge
So instead
He listened to the silence

A thing he rarely did

And as light drops of
Morning rain
Plucked around him

He looked at
The gray sky
Reflecting
On the reservoir

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2 Thoughts to “On The Reservoir

  1. Silence in soft ripples
    Silence before roaring storm
    Silence as I ponder on a thought
    am I so true..and strong?

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