Watered-Down (Poem)

Emelina Brown



As the waves rumble under the anger of the angels

The words rumble under the passion of the fingertips


As the droplets rain down from the blackened clouds

The words rain down from the blackened soul


As the tears pour from the hidden waterfall

The words pour from the hidden self


As the beads of dew collect on the sun-kissed green

The words collect on the pure white


As the glaciers freeze the deepest blue with ice

The words freeze the deepest thoughts with ink