Deborah Seale Poet Free verse

The Hidden Verse

Hidden deep within the verses

Of what is and what was

Things are not what they appear to be

The forest is alive and things are hidden deep

Life grows and life moves

It breathes

Always just out of reach it seems

You see it, you dream it, but it feels out of your reach

The words elude me

Playing hide and seek

My poem feels like an earthworm

I dream it

But upon surfacing from my dream

It’s gone

I saw the words upon the page of my dream

Then as I wake they fade

Back into the dark, rich soil.

Let them burrow.

Let them feed the roots of what comes next.

For the forest does not truly lose what falls;

It only digests, re-shapes, and waits.

I will close my eyes again tonight,

Trust the blind crawling of the verse,

And wait for the loam to speak.

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