My Beloved Submersed
the times of then
drowning passions
rippling obsessions
the originalities of my fingers
claiming your skin
with my tips i paint
upon sensitivities
hues of security
a mural of embraced safety..
to a world i take you
to a future we make
oh the stories we will create!
a world i have given you
from my hands i give you a sprout
forgive me for these hands are green
but these eyes are gold and yet strangely old..
so receive from this child who sees,
but lives in youth's thick green
a heart for where you to grow
a laughter breathing to you resilience
in this silence i will emote everything
in the times of then
let us make it all happen again...
______ (to be edited or )to be continued
Author notes
Prompt: Graceful times
and be still
tho i kinda strayed far from it
hmm this still needs some work done to it
A contest entry
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spiritual
very much so I assume the meaning is within your which is beautiful, your words are lovely. keep writing. -
This is really sketchy and makes me want to pop a pill...
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lol pop a pill? why?
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Well
I do not know about prompts . But I do see my own ideas forming as I read this exceptioal piece of poetry. It , to me , is like nature explaining her motherly care and love for the Earth
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Beautiful poem. This is great. I agree you did kinda stray but the prompts are their to inspire whatever comes to mind. To make it easier on me could you add this poem to the group reading list.
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K done added it ^-^
thanks-
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