Kerri Wineland Poet Free verse

Guardian Tree

Russet textures expand
through a maze of rough lining,
composing a song softer than
the winds of the river

Leaves of fading colors
arise within the current
waving their last goodbyes
with an incessant spiral

Tears pour down from
melancholy storms
saturating quickly into
pastel branches,
peeling off a shell
of bitter aversion
and irrational fear

Each bead of pride falling,
cascading her to nakedness
showing only true vicinities
behind that forcefield of
the withering decay
where lucid liquids run dry
contemplating hollow thoughts

She weeps in the heart
of faint horizons ~
recklessly drowning
in a sea of calloused wonder

Will she ever bloom
into a brand new beam
of effervescent light -

Or follow the black
into a lonely path
of no escape?

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