10 May 2018

Becoming a Weather Vane





Does happiness cushion your heart
as sadness fills and tragedy  
cracks it?  To ache, tear up and smile 
simultaneouslywith soul 
steadyis marvelous strength in
a life too often wracked with pain.

This must be how a home withstands
storms, how maple and dogwood trees
experience changing weather.
Last time it rained, I stood arm in 
arm with a white pine to feel drops
pelt skin, to drink with my fingers.



My blog poems are rough drafts. 
Please respect my copyright. 

© 2018 Susan L. Chast




2 comments:

Tarang Sinha said...

'Does happiness cushion your heart
as sadness fills and tragedy
cracks it?'

I really like this poem! Nicely expressed.

Samyuktha Jayaprakash said...

This is exquisite. I love how you married the pain and strength from first stanza to the home and trees!