It Was A Trip

Of introspection

color-treated
with natural instincts
and regrets still grieving
for the lost years
waiting on the other side
of the last bridge burned
only to meet
premature abandonment
all while weeping
with wonderment
in the tiny grip
that nourishes
a new bloom

 

 

 

05/30/2014

 

 

 

Author's Note: ...not quite finished





Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2014-05-30 at 16:36

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Oops make that heart.
2014-06-08



Actually, after the initial wince of my heat I began to feel a little tangible hope.
2014-06-08


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2014-05-31


shells
It is beautiful as it stands, the final few lines seem to speak of hope, but I will look forward to more.
2014-05-31