Sunshine\\\'s Jailhouse Poetry Series Poem #22 25 June 2020

sunshinewastaken

I remember the very first lesson,

That MoM gave me.

It was to heal,

The most important Tree.

I

was in Iowa, (1 Nov 2017)

Of All places.

Home to AshleyJo,

And wide-open spaces.

 

My eyes clouded over,

And I could see.

Off in the distance,

But as though it was in front of me.

 

A Massive Tree,

In need of help.

"I'm Coming!!!",

I decidedly tried to Yelp.

 

A Medusa-Like Monster,

Had a nasty grip of it's branch.

That big ole tree,

Was as big as a Ranch!

 

I raised my hands,

And aimed them at the tree.

Said a Spell,

And Hoped to be the Best I could be.

 

One Spark....,

Then Many More.

I could feel every ounce of energy,

All the way down to my core.

 

Slowly but Surely,

The monster disappeared.

And I couldn't help but whisper to myself...

"Well Merlin's Beard!!!"

 

I had done it,

I had passed the Test.

I had given it Everything,

I had given my Best.

 

That concluded,

My first lesson with MoM that year.

Kinda made me wonder...

Are all Witches Queer?

 

Written By:

SunShine Groner

25 June 2020

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  • Thomas W Case

    Very creative.

    • sunshinewastaken

      Thank you. It's exactly how it happened. The majority of my poems are based on my experiences.



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