Creak of ropes melds with creak of trees Bare wooden boxes swing in the breeze Contorted bone and spine are folded in Cubes of splintered wood on naked skin Swinging high amongst leaves and limbs Incarcerated at the furious forest’s whim Open to elements and nature’s powers Punishing heat, cold, wind and showers Revenge is […]
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Opening the Day
Opening sleepy eyes, The openness of a new day Breaks through the slats Of the blind – Not blind but open. Opening mouth, Taking a breath At the wide open window, Opening lungs, mind and soul. Each day is a gift To be opened. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub […]
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