Poem -
Awakening
The full harvest moon appears
Turning the night to specks of crystal
Harvest...
Death...
Everything around is dead
The moon is constant in that it changes
I on the other hand do not
I do not rise above all
Make the world see in the darkest of twilight
The dormancy not in splendor
But in rebuke of myself
One that I never knew would come
I am like the bud
My soul is now alive
With an arousal
To erotic to share
The spring in its awakening
Flourishing in the glow of the light
Truly free in the midst of the morning breeze
Unrestricted to take what he has in store for me
Unrestrained from the artificial bonds that held me
I have been awoken
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Courtney… Enjoyed this write…very surreal. Beautiful!
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Thank you.
Courtney Baldwin
Your verse is beautiful to my reading and bountiful to my poetic understandings and aspirations. I love the below lines
" I am like the bud
My soul is now alive
With an arousal
To erotic to share
The spring in its awakening
Flourishing in the glow of the light"
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Courtney Baldwin,
Congrats on your winning nomination
With all support and love
Regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
What do you mean my winning nomination?
And thank you for all the love.