The gentle waves flowed from the rocks with simplicity and great power
It all pooled up at the bottom forming intricate rivers and lakes extending from it
Willow trees lined the area guarding me from my enemy
Running for my life
I found this place
I thought it protected me
It kept my safe
The world’s ashy hands couldn’t grab me to burn me
The world’s ashy hands couldn’t grab me to burn me
No one could take me from the life I was bound to live
Except me now
Looking around the paradise the beauty seemed to take up all of my thoughts
Flowers were just in the bloom and the life was ready to show through the petals having the scent fill the air and trees
Grass trimmed the dirt like a delicate green lace
Crystal dew drops were beaded on the leaves and plants having my feet grow wet
The beauty seemed so natural
It took my breath away
It seemed too perfect
Secrets stirred here
I felt it in the wet spring air
It seemed perfect, but something dark was leaking out from the flawless beauty plastered on top
Like a dark black charcoal smeared upon a canvas and having light beautiful colors on top to try to cover it to make something perfect
I sat on the granite rocks formed and curved perfectly matching the essence of beauty here
Coming through the cracks of the rock was a single flower squeezing itself out and trying to grow
Reach for the sun’s light
Carefully, I picked it up through the crack and out of the soil then brought it out by the water
The soil was easy to pick through
It was coming up loose and easy at the touch
All of the roots of the flower were wilting and curling up at the edges like an ancient document
A few petals were turning a light brown color already
I precisely put the roots in the middle of the hole and put soil on top of it
This flower was dying here
For now I was alive but the flower was too until it was being choked
It wasn’t surviving here
Soon I would be choked like the flower
I didn’t know how or when
No one knew what their lives would bring to them
Something moved in the bushes
I spun around just to see something dark and tall run away
Whispered sounds came to my ears
Hushed words were in the air
It frightened me
Fog filled the open air blocking the sun
Something was very wrong
So I picked myself up and ran as if it were the only thing I knew how to do
Away from here
Away from my very own life
This was a really descriptive poem... it felt like I was there and I had a clear picture in my head. Also, I could tell you put a lot of feeling into it! Good job!
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