Bent Not Broken
I fight
tempestuous winds,
earth ablaze in feverish sky,
leaning flesh into fury
stem bends
giving
the tempest an offering –
petal by petal
I lose
my phantom limbs
and mark trails with tears
wisps of fragility beautify
blue skies tinged
heave and hurl
fantasizing of
light
my lily-white peace
what doesn’t kill me
feeds my soul
pours from my pen
my past's fury -
storms bluster
between mire and soiled sky
a wildflower's spirit
bends fearless
Written 3/1/17
*75 words total
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2017
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