Poem: Madness and the Salt Marsh

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Madness and the Salt Marsh

Still.
Quiet.
No wind.
No sound.
Only your breath.

You stand
still as the marsh,
and release your madness,
surprised, as it rushes into the air
that it causes
no ripples.

About this poem

Isn’t it amazing how life goes on in the midst of crisis?

Tom

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