Planted: Real Poetry To Live By
I play with shadows
under guise of light and dark
ripened under a half-met sun
ripp'd where tainted thoughts dare run
looking down,
afleet
barren to thrust
flowers slain and seeds lay rough
all the while
the weeds won't grow
til
her toil
unearthed
in muddy soil
patted pasties put, dripp'd in soot
dirtied mouths and unwashed foot
tied up
a mare/amoré
amount to what
the rituals,
trinitized,
doeful eyes
no doubt
wide, batting, abating
awaiting
wished upon the well
waters and her will
wash a'cross surrender's pill
soon delivered
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2020
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