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A Quiet Place

A Quiet Place A quiet place Where I knew not pain Where innocence reign Lost in a field of flowers Chasing butterflies Blowing bubbles Collecting rocks Waiting for you Staring through the peep hole Hand on the knob Glued to the door Can’t look away No matter how long I wait The doorbell won’t ring The Keyes won’t sound On the other side You’re no where to be found Tears crawl down my eyes Heavy and warm You’re gone but have never left You don’t see me But I’m upset Standing here waiting Until my feet fail And I fall to my knees Empty, with shortness of breath You didn’t turn around To see me wave goodbye Need a place to hide An escape So I go run wild into the woods Screaming at the top of my lungs ‘til I hear an echo Reassuring I’m not alone Howling with the wolves Collecting leaves Making a bed to lay my head The big moon watches over me As the day fails I harvest sunflowers To raise my spirit To stir my soul Can’t find my way Left with no place to go Estranged Broken winged Wind cut through grass Slits against the rind A citric burst fill the air Orange zest in between my fingers Sweet oil adorn the palm of my hand Bleeding for love to remedy the pain Your reflection is starting back at me Your eyes, your cheeks Plump, and sleepy A jar of fireflies light up the night On days like this I forgive and swallow my pride Marckincia Jean Free verse 01/16/20

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