The River Where You Lived In 2010

I, ashamed.
On my last trick
Feeling heartsick –
To conquer is selfish but brave.

Focus, feel peace.
Pinwheeling
Cling to the last thrilling –
Heart clutches and trembles and caves.

Spinning, reclaimed.
Hang on home harbor
Under ancient arbor –
The treasure that’s never repaid.

Refresh, release.
It’s a strange cycle
Paint me, pin me idle –
Tame me and ride with the waves.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Beckman  Avatar
May 16, 2019 at 9:14 PM
So much feeling in this! Welcome to Poetry Soup!
Krutsinger Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 3:09 AM
Your verb choices keep this poem dancing and prancing in my mind, and my heart. I like it so! Welcome to Soup, Elizabeth.
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