The Struggle is Over by GracieLo (BLW Contributor)



breeze&rosesFeet, legs, body, me —
Criss-crossed, wrapped in the aged green grass
Under the warm, familiar shade
Of the old oak tree.

Roots, stalk, petals, leaves —
A bud I know from ages ago
Bloomed one day — with my hand, but not my say;
A rose on its own enjoys the breeze.

Wind, hail, the clouds did fade.
Yet, within the reaches of my haven,
A disconcertingly hollow exchange
Makes me miss the sound of rain.

Hate, love, passion, pain —
I wondered how long the calm could remain,
Examined the flower for signs of thirst,
Wondered at how the plant did sustain.

Words ring emptily
Across the field and through my head,
And to my rootless body’s bones, which
Grasp the blossom shakily.

Anxious fingers gently thread
Through the foliage-filled facade
That puts up no vicious, thorny fight,
To my wary, growing dread.

Now hearing every dry word…

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5 comments on “The Struggle is Over by GracieLo (BLW Contributor)

  1. That was incredibly beautiful, and poignant. Geez, it just made me ache.

  2. sueashby7 says:

    You have created beautiful imagery here. I am looking forward to reading much more.

  3. GracieLo says:

    Thank you for reblogging my poetry!

  4. Dragthepen says:

    Awesome. Love the Drawing.

  5. yagurlsue says:

    Simply amazing!! Poignant to say the least!! Inspiring…. your words woke up the poet in me!!! 😙Love it!!

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