The Sapling of Poems
Restive young mind sunk in an urge of expression
mounted the romantic wings of a roaming butterfly,
flew in the garden touching the flowers of passion
the flight wrote poems with the air on the blue sky.
The aspirant mind adrift in secret search for an anchor
found the life with everything in the sight and sought,
built a ship for the life at sea to float and feel secure
the cruise couldn’t chart poems for the sailor forgot.
The reflecting senile mind in a dire desire to be alive
travels to the past across the present and the future,
plucks the memories not yet stale for time to wipe
and plants the sapling of poems for you to nurture.
December 8, 2017.
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