The dewdrops cling with steadfast resolve. <br /> <br />As if knowing once let loose all is gone. <br /> <br />Shattering into a million pieces... <br /> <br />Atomic oblivion. <br /> <br />So they cling... <br /> <br />Wary of the sun's ascent. <br /> <br />Shivering within those concave shells... <br /> <br />As if in fear. <br /> <br />Afraid of no longer being. <br /> <br />Tears trace erratic tracks, <br /> <br />molding to the planes of my face. <br /> <br />Streams of emotional fluidity, <br /> <br />Futility. <br /> <br />And they cling...<br /><br />Deborah Harvey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dewdrops-8/
