Sinking Feeling

July 27, 2018 — poem, poetry, thirst

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With a sinking feeling they trudged across the desert on thirsty horses

Weeks of deprivation and harsh conditions had diminished the group

Some fell behind, and finding no sustenance, succumbed to dehydration

This band of pioneers had left behind comfort and ease to travel west

They believed there would be a paradise waiting at the end of the trail

Along the way they had to keep the vision alive of a fertile, peaceful place

That they imagined but had never seen, that waited for them over the ridge

When they finally spotted a small lake where the horses could be watered

They adjusted their expectations, looked for shelter, and mourned their losses

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