quietly weight shifting
one foot down, one lifted to swing forward
walking that slowly into the new years
2021, ‘22, ‘23
and so on ~ balancing wishes
and prayers that safety is salvageable
safety from pandemics and violent
white marauders dressed to blend in
quietly shape shifting
larger than before, faces closed books
amid open ones masked
by streams, hands netting plastic waste and guns
there is no end in sight, once committed
to clean-up and to seed
safely balanced, bright flowers and beauties
will spring up, and we are children again
My blog poems are rough drafts.
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© 2021 Susan L. Chast
Committed to cleanup and to seed....what a great intention for the new year. They say the Great Shift is happening this year. We live in hope.
ReplyDeleteSusan, your poem penetrates deeply ... and gives everyone reading it hope for a better tomorrow. Thank you.
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