If i am a seed
you see
let your wetness
open me
If i am an egg
incased
let your warmth coax
me to break
If i am a
broken man
lay me neath your
healing hands
If i am
a bleeding heart
sew me to your
golden harp
Blog: https://ozarkwaterpal.wordpress.com/
Shawn Porter is an aspiring poet, musician / songwriter, organic farmer and forager, making home in the Arkansas Ozarks.
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WOW! this is so beautiful.
that’s deep!
Surely, you jest.? Imo, not my best. Always a work in progress.. i’m building a nest with whatever twigs i can find.
I love thought provoking writing. Do not underestimate how great it is to read a writer such as yourself!
thank you! encouragement is welcome.. critique as well.!
Ty Luna!
Your poem makes me think of a line by Pablo Neruda:
“I want to do to you what spring does to the cherry blossoms”
Excellent. Beautiful imagery.