She Called Me Darling

She called me darling
And I felt my feet grow roots
While the ground swelled to meet me

She called me darling
As the wind combed the briers in my hair
And strange squirrels anointed me with nests

She called me darling
And the sun painted my cheeks rouge
While the sea spilled from my eyes

She called me darling
As my heart thundered in the distant sky
And the earth shook from its efforts

She called me darling
And a balloon in my chest swelled
Bursting forth with barely contained joy

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Freeish Verse.
Just a little sweet poem to try and overcome my writer's block.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Bordner Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 8:49 PM
This poetry is very physical and unprentious Riverbank. You are a Daughter of Nature's new dawn, a darling of dreams desperate for undesigned danger. "And strange squirrels anointed me with nests..." this tells much of your beauty. J.A.B.
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 6:05 AM
mmmn.. this all but great sweet and endearing write... :) i love the image of feet and the sun painting.. :) wow!
Vaso Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 1:44 AM
Writers block? I think not, this is fantastic!
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