Sprouting birth's harvest

sorenbarrett

Born of mud

climbed light's ladder to the sun

squeezed from a tube

rope of twisted hopes

 

Something inside swelling

seeking a green release

burst this corporal shell

fallen stem raising

 

empty hull

used discarded

essence dissipated

vacuous air

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 6th, 2024 04:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    KP's born of mud - mud-packs!
    I saw her wearing one and said 'You look 10 times better today, my dear!' lol.

    • sorenbarrett

      Nothing new I thought that man was made form the dirt. Thanks for reading Orchi

    • Teddy.15

      lol I find this hilarious, wonderful to smile with you dear sorrenbarret 🌹

      • sorenbarrett

        Thanks so much Teddy yes I am glad that it made you smile.

      • Goldfinch60

        Intriguing write soren.

        Andy

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks Andy appreciate the read and comment.

        • Neville



          Funnily enough, I found this seriously compelling .. Neville

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks so much Neville I appreciate your review this was just one of those mental belches that happen from time to time.



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