LET THEM GO

Posted on February 4, 2015 by | 4 Comments

 

What comes of words planted
from a poor harvest
but strong seed to root between

the cracks of rocks gathering
every bit of rain to fruit
again and again. Listen

to the defiant sound they make:
a crop of clashing cymbals
before they die and blow away

to a better place.
An iffy eternity at best,
but let them go, anyway.

 

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4 responses to “LET THEM GO”

  2. Peter Notehelfer's avatar Peter Notehelfer | February 4, 2015 at 8:38 am | Reply

    Lamentation for the Land . . .

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  3. Richard's avatar Richard | February 4, 2015 at 4:47 pm | Reply

    I fear it will be repeated again this year. Let the flora go, but let the words live forever.

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