Tag: inspiration

The day swallowed; in 
the sun too long,

burning, I would run, 
always behind a
shadow, a butterfly
I think, following

one created small, too –
carried with the wind
when it gusts, wings

assumed by outline
of one who flies.

Either way, the reminder of
fragility, to be made barely,

front a too bright light, colorless
and I know looking back pointless; 

she follows whether I look or
do not see, so I found 
a place with the trees 
once  –  how I felt held

light as a paper; they reminded 
of my father, catching 
where made empty by an arm 
with too needy of so much

and I un-did a bit,
unfolded at the feet 
of every giant – a 
once girl, become
heavy with rain

marking outline of roots 
upon a blank page kept
in the back pocket, 

to be impressed upon 
like a map presses,
a way to the third self, 
as infinite as the tree 
I chose as mother, who 
is here always by choice,
my own at least – without 

taking of it, only the way
I feel be-side, leaning
upon, just a bit
 
into a way that would 
choose life despite,
feeling like work 
has been done/

I can fold along old creases
I felt once my weakness
as if how we begin is
the cause of pain, 

and twice a child, 
once pressed quiet as 
a blanket ironed flat
is made agreeable,

draped upon, to fill gaps
and shaded places
of the one who
made her –

the first rendering,
draping upon every
coldness in the self 

like a tree feasts on the 
own, fallen leaves.