PLATE TECTONICS

The plates are touching tonight
The house is shaking
The earth is quaking
His grave is turning,for sure

The plates are knocking tonight
No food to fill them
Just spoons and rhythm
For these our children
My mind is raking,just for

Some solution
Some support
dasheen and dasheen bush
or some fish broth

The plates are biting tonight
Windpie and nothingchops
Not lashing right

My husband's journey
Was a short ride
But I won't go begging
To hurt my pride

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#life through a widow's eyes