Your Christmas Fir
...Your Christmas fir was small and new,
When planted in the ground for you;
Once potbound, then its roots were free.
You stroked its branches, cuddled me:
I thought it felt like déjà vu.
I watched it ...
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Categories:
potbound, lost love, christmas, christmas,
Form: Rondeau
A New Day
...It was far later than dawn
Even past those pastel morns
Sun being up and light bright
Reveal all__no shadows__
The roosters had crowed before
Now were almost silent__still
Birds had quieted__...
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Categories:
potbound, inspirational, introspection, life, nature
Form: Free verse
Potbound
...Coming out on the porch this morning after the sun had risen far above the horizon...I
noticed that my herbs looked wilted. Checked but not really dry just potbound or rootbound
in too small of a...
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Categories:
potbound, faith, food, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Prose Poetry