the springs seem to last forever
as you sleep bare in clustered sand
to stand the sweep
of a foamy wave
just on the fence of frost
to have lost track of time
at such a cost, to wake up
in a month of August
with peeling skin
eyes baring
a polarity to behold,
just as branches rid and fold
and you see earth
littered with shattered mirth,
shine lost
under the cover
of a glacial sequester
seeds sewing roots
deeper, closer, instilled
a pregnant will
that will fulfill at the shrill
of first signs of life
the first touch of sunshine
your long awaited
warmth
– B. Brown
(art by Beatriz Martin Vidal)
Eloquent poetry.
thanks so much for reading <3
The art is fantastic! and the poem is a well, really vivid imagery
Thank you 😺
This hit home for me:
“a polarity to behold,
just as branches rid and fold
and you see earth
littered with shattered mirth,
shine lost”
Beautiful poem 💖💖💖
Thank you 🙂
I like your style!
Thank you so much 🙂