Redemption

She imagined he'd fine
the walk unbearable-
Along the pavement
In the blistering heat

Cursing the humidity,
and the absence of/
any reassuring breeze

Breaking for this place,
Once remembered by
Its playful streams
Aligned with jasmine-
       And overgrown daffodils

Trying to comprehend,
His questions remained-
Unanswered

He hates it here
     
The bright stillness-
Without words

The forward/
without motion
      
Witnessing the only thing
He ever loved-
Suspended in this desert

And yet...
how beautiful
It seemed
To someone raised
In a landscape
Never short of rain
       Lifting his arms
To her empty sky
             He prays for water
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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March 12, 2016 at 3:57 PM
I think I said this on someone else's page, but I really respect those who do free verse. It's the one form that I gives me a hard time. Nice piece, and welcome to poetry soup :) -Dan
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March 12, 2016 at 5:27 AM
- A lovely poem, Angie :) - I welcome you to Poetry Soup, hope you will find this page interesting and nice :) - hugs from Norway // Anne-Lise :)
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