Chilling ... the tiny Illinois town I grew up in had a huge creek running through it ... I still remember the year it flooded and half of my town was under water. The sand bags were useless in that raging water mass.
burlap is such a keyword here. So very evocative despite it's fairly mundane meaning - not a very usual word these days, and the cloth could be seen to have other more metaphorical uses in the context. Enjoyed this one Susie
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Happy weekend ~
Love the photo superimposed on the burlap...very affective.
Your poem is spare yet it hits with a punch.