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Sep 20
poem challenge: Great Poets
New Leaf

Evergreen

Evergreen sprigs line
The path I took 
Down the river
And past the old saw mill

Here birds sing in shrill cacophony
And my heart beats in tune
To each whistle

Faster, faster
My thick skinned feet sing
And urge me forward
Faster, faster

I’ve come to the water
To silence all that you have left
Lying desolate inside my head

Your voice haunts my dreams, lover
And your face follows me through my days
I’ve come to the water
To silence all that you have left

O lover, there is an empty space
One no amount of filling
Can ever fix

It lies gaping inside of me
Swallowing up all it can
O lover mine, you left it here
And hungry it gnaws deeper

These evergreen trees
So green amidst winter's unforgiving sleet
Watch me flounder through the snowfall

I do not keep growing
And I eye them with greenest envy
For living in ways I cannot

River water cool against me
Ice melting in my warm palms
I let your touch wash away
And for once I do not cry

For now
That is enough
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Posted: 09.20.22
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  1. TheMangledSans0508
    Sep 21, 2022

    I love all the sensory details in here! I can really visualize and hear the scene, especially the birds. Nice work!

    Maddie Thibault

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