Breathe

Breathe


Dry twig collapse on concrete 
Begging to stand once more on its feet
To go through the closed door 
A crisp breath in the air 
Dreaming of warm sand , rocks and seashells
Catching fireflies
Standing still for the butterfly 
Dancing with ocean waves
Distant whispers beyond the clouds
Stalk the land at night
A silky feather falls without a sound

Velvety rose petals overlap
Interwoven into a bloom
Red with the blood the heart pumps out
Ever so delicate 
Raised up to the nose
A sacred sentiment 
Of sweet honey dew
Nipped, its life is compromised 
It tightens and stiffens and dries out 
Withering on the ground 
It’s beauty  remains in between the tears 
and the cracks 
An aged, darkened decline 
Held fresh by the water in the vase

Empty shadows echo into the background 
Trees swing their twiggy limbs 
Dancing to the night’s dark song 
Moments of comfort and warmth 
Sitting by the fireplace , baking under the sun

Our laughter 
And silly humor 
Clouds our tears and our memories of past times 
And ridicule our fears 
Where an unsettled emptiness resides
Laughter remedy pain but for a while
A good cry in solitude lets one live in truth
For all is not one’s guilt or fault 
We breathe through our sighs
Hope, the thread that keeps us alive 
Stitched at every seam
Amidst it all , we survive 



Marckincia Jean 
Free verse
10/02/19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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