The soil opened
Spewed cathartic limbs and
Uncharted sky
She is the Creator
The cloud driven cries
Of temper and cadence
Instruct the ground to scribe a life
Like no other in cursive
In bold blackened pen the
Trees wrote her wild.
The limbs expelled a creation
And this Eden is her maiden.
Author notes
a dog day cloud scuttering across sky
This is quite wild but it is for Carol.
A contest entry
- 4th Year Anniversay on AP - Poetry by CarolDesjarlais.
1750 points, ended January 22, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Stupendous writing...... Every phrase, every word leading to that final phrase.... I absolutely love this!
"The trees wrote her wild" what an awesome prhase that jumps up in down in my head begging for the image to speak more.....
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