Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Tropical Rock

Poem by Jeremy Johnson

A glass messenger found amid a soft sun-pale shore.
Curiosity led me there, the following the sender implored:
"A bottle, a pen, and I are abandoned upon Tropical Rock
I ask not for food nor water, but for one to hear me talk.
I'll perish of this loneliness before starvation or thirst."
So I floated a note back to the sender:
"Come and save me first."




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StudentWriter    Posted by
StudentWriter
on 6/21/2006
10:21 PM
6/21/2006 10:26:46 PM (Eastern Daylight Time, UTC-04:00)
I love love love this poem! Great job, Jeremy!
Bryon
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