caught wind of my culture
it’s nurtured passions
outgrowing their vase
growing for a natural cause
and after many springs
and falls, here you are,
applauding
it’s gall,
a weary traveler
from the north
with skins of fur
that adorn your fervor
with gifts of comfort
and shelter and confers,
I could refer to you…
I waver…
the flood just quenched
the soil after months
of turmoil…
and I’ve warded off poachers
and posers
I just earned closure…
and now it’s time
for another?
another experience, test
another lesson
just as my world
has been granted
independence,
you are in question,
I am drained, not in need
what is the purpose
of your conquest?
– B. Brown
(painting by Francoise Nielly)
Beautiful! I especially love this,…” skins of fur
that adorn your fervor” – amazing imagery and use of language.
Thank you 😀
Powerful poem with lovely images. Love the picture too. Did you paint that?
Heaven’s no! Haha I wish I were that talented
I love how you infuse art with poetry to wax lyrical about life. Beautiful blog!!!
😀 Thank you so much for visiting 😀