Twine of life turned,
burned and spurned,
around the trunk of the heart,
to rise despite the whirlwinds,
the endless blasts
from contorting challenges.
Resilient souls duel
against the weathered wafts
though crippled by the snaring storms,
within the steadfast spirit thrives,
defiant against the inclement plots
ever finding the sky above
and stretch the limbs of quintessence
upwards in ascending gleams.
When time bends the body’s bark,
should the shadows tower over the light,
what grows against the termites of angst
comes from a sap that flows
out of the inner core
rooted to the truths that will not die.
Anchored and strong
in the middle of seasons
when each dream leaf has fallen,
still standing and enduring
on that soil where the heart was planted.
And when the night comes
there remains a calm
because the survivor inside
always can see sunrise.
Author notes
image from
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rrsman/3257282291/
A contest entry
- Photo Prompt by GotLilt.
900 points, ended November 14, 3 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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So perfectly said and good use of the prompt.
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Lovely
And when the night comes
there remains a calm
because the survivor inside
always can see sunrise.
Beautifully captured the image and transformed into a delight.
If I think to revise the poem I'll try to relate this image with life and its lessons. and add those with your LINES
''what grows against the termites of angst
comes from a sap that flows
out of the inner core
rooted to the truths that will not die.''
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Excellent! Yes if the core is strong them we can outweather any of life's storms and faith is certainly a huge part of that.
best wishes in this contest
Wonderful p;oem!
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