Uprooted

Uprooted

14 August 2016

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Cycles start

Within the days count

Sundays end

In Mondays

Twirling through Fridays tolling

To days of the King

 

Hidden coins

Treasure my crowning

Golden steel

Shines at heel

Drowning water ankle deep

Weaknesses we keep

 

Fruit of loins

Baskets plentiful

Chosen few

Green in hue

Ripened by the sun and dew

Morrows promises

 

They depart

Like the rolling stones

Downhill slide

Left to glide

They carve pathways in waters

Unbridled their ride

 

Like the tide

Ebb and flow of Love

Wandering

Reaching back

When the storms turn skies pitch black

Sporadic in touch

 

We juggle

Solitary spoils

Burning coils

Uprooted

When the fires invade trees

Sudden burning frees

 

Reading of the poem: 

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