-i Found Not a Faithful Tree-
i embraced my felicity as if hope was my was fate-
~ the fate i yearned for when youth was all i had ~
now i see the yesterdays are much more than just a nude desultory
hourglass bleeding evocative transgressions
(sins of the father revealed; me fearing love)
for i used to dwell in a beguiled nest- (actually, multiple nests last year)
and those evanescent moments creep like apparitions haunting my
sensitive essence;
fruitless branches curled to make a home for me, but no warmth was felt-
day after day, i tried my best to defeat those visceral ravens i tackled just
to prove to myself i am worthy of a safe and comforting home
(a home where my fledglings rest without worry)
for there is no time to justify what i did not do;
no sky to fly away from what I could not rescue-
i remember those nests from last year-
where the medallion Maple blades
redeemed a plethora of my poor intentions…
and the barren branches made me weak
for i NEVER found a faithful tree…
sturdy enough to keep hold of me
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November 6, 2019
Craig Cornish
Last Years Nests Contest
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