Happy Summer
Happy Summer! Missed two months of my blog so here's a poem for each month I missed! Homecoming how quickly nature returned to take back what was hers, what we stole with our shouts and raucous laughter; and later, with the crunch of car tires and bright white lights; how foolish we were to think the land was ours. even as the field became overgrown and the stream— once so lively, became a gulley of dirt and rocks. how truly blind we were not to see them, to think we owned the land and not to see them simply waiting Solstice let me fall backwards into summer into the bright sunlight that scorched into ash the pages of my book while I scraped bald, the seeds of the sycamore, and picked the fragile stems of tiny blue blossoms that grew between sidewalk cracks. It has grown cold here. I am so tired of lost and broken things. Let me fall backwards into a fragrant forest where the roots ...
