Debborah Ryder

Cyclone

Flung into existence
as a morning after
thought
you would
love me...

Silly me

Cyclones
give only heartache
make the sane dizzy
take everything
leave only destruction.

Lofted into uncertainty
you dumped me into
the storm that spawned
you
thought she'd
love me...

Silly you

Cyclones
give only heartache
make the sane dizzy
take everything
leave only destruction.

Deborah L Ryder has been writing since childhood. Now married and two daughters later she continues to write.  Her poems have appeared in A Year of Voices, A Poetry in the Parlor Anthology of Poems and Artwork..

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