Sunup

                     Sky, warming with light                                                                                      faded but Unforgotten
                                                                                             beginNing of a new day
                                                                     already here, but still Unwritten
                                                                                  a light, on a Path unending. 


 

Goldenrose

VT

16 years old

More by Goldenrose

  • Strength

    One day, I want to be as strong as my shadow;

    waking up, running,

    falling asleep, dreaming.

     

    Made from muscled arms and soft angles. 

     

  • Truth Telling

    We manifest our fear in our hands, as physical things; sometimes it pricks at our skin and leaves marks, sometimes it results in stiff fingers, cracking from a stiffened clench.

  • Cold Mornings

    Awakening to days whose foggy mornings 

    bow to the dark hoofs of the midnight horse. 

    Covering myself in thick blankets, attempting to 

    divert the cold that