∴ in the forest, she’s the ring giver, divine
counting her rings, a merry pleasure of mine |
in her enchantments, i roam and i roar
off to journey, her lore’s core i adore ∴1
- kenning prompt provided by Cassondra Windwalker, 4 March 2024 ↩︎
∴ accused of sentimentality
misjudged, perhaps
not all my memory’s keepsakes
hold long-reign
anemoia you invoke
a dreamy nostalgic lure
yet, i ponder not long
in times i’ve never been
moreover, i’m struck
by
the deeper and
sometimes unreachable meaning
in the art of life surrounding me
this still is not yet the crux
all i crave, now
is just a nibble
of your chocolate cake
DEEElumptiousness! ∴
∴ lost on the trail of hope, crows tell me not to cry uncle · it’s not in my bones · drifted away with a wish as my guide · navigating through phantom paths · each step, i find pieces of a you ·
i hear there are views of the world from this mountain’s peak · i’ll climb if you’ll be there, for it’s only you i seek ∴
∴ sibling of the dawn
bore from the alder, Wednesday
sprawling blue ridge crackle wide
as light does pour
through the wetlands
and verdant green
taking nourishment
hickory and wild berry
each moment a promise, anew ∴
∴ with shovel in hand
i dig into the soil
burying my heart
weighted potential
seeds once hidden
light emerges from earth
now stretch toward sky
nurtured by effort and days
compassion bears fruit ∴
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