- RDP Tuesday: Tidepools
is far away from blue waters and blue skies
no laughing tides rush to the shore to kiss my toes
no green trees or fiery orange sunsets
frame the horizon
of my world.
My world is paved with broken concrete, discarded clothes
pools of urine and needles
so many needles
fertilized and tended to lovingly by good intentions
and watered daily with a shower of words
ripped from bumper stickers
the minute they crash to the ground.