Ocean waves of tar
Indifference of the earth
Stuns absolutely
The comedy of
Losing one’s house
Was not lost
On me
I laughed through my tears
As it crept
With hunched shoulders
A scorned child
Led away by the sea
I stopped laughing
I stood stern
Like a parent should
Watching his child
Receive his punishment
But when it was gone
And only water remained
I laughed again
At the frailty of my tears
Copyright 2011
See Andrew Whiting. Read Andrew writing. 
Frail tears against an ocean of water.
Very fine poem. Thank you!
Heartfelt and disturbing.. Nature has its own way of playing with us..
https://oliviasmindlymatters.wordpress.com/2011/03/10/nature/
wishing you a nice weekend xoxox
love nature poems, this is masterful writing..vivid imagery, moving words..
keep it up.
share 1 to 3 poems with us if you wish, our potluck week 27 will be open from Sunday, 8pm to Wednesday, 8pm, American central..
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You are a writer, Andrew; no doubt about it, so keep thinking you’re a writer and keep writing. The header photo nearly bowled me over when your page opened – it was so huge and powerful, I expected something really deep and moving, and when I read your poem, I was not disappointed. This poem dealt with loss and the images of water – two things that are huge, common, and uncontrollable – inevitable. The last 4 lines read like a haiku on acceptance. Lovely writing!
Thank you very much! The poem originally started as a set of haiku, but then it refused to fit into the format, so I just left the first stanza. I’m glad the rest of it reads like haiku, though.
you write well.
keep it up.