Scarlet's Poetry Den - The Early Years - Selected Short Untitled Verse

Scarlet's Poetry Den

"The Early Years"

Selected Short Untitled Verse

Because
I carelessly
nipped a spring bud
crushed it in my hands

Leaves won't grow
this summer

Sun
crack the shell
of night gently

It has been sweet
and I fear to wake

Rain is fine
But thunderstorms are better
They're louder and they're darker
But best of all, they're wetter

sometimes I wonder
what myth
I've made of you
your eyes, words and body
are real enough
yet what
have I subtracted
from the person
of your miracle

I go up and down
like a bucket
in a covered well
seeing light
only when you want water

the mystery of this dark
is not what it hides
or why you draw water
but why there is light

I've seen too many flowers
grow up through sidewalk cracks
to ever believe
in concrete

lake swims
in miasma
of emeralds, sapphires

pretend rainbow
of motor oil, gas
floats on surface

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