Saturday, February 9, 2008

Writing practice

This exercise we went outdoors to find a natural object then went through a series of exercises with it, here is the end result of a fallen twig of a magnolia with 5 leaves still attached.


Five pronged star
Points as separate as souls.
Once covered in winter's felt
now shed for spring.
Hopelessness hangs in shreds.
The scarred flesh shows
your battles
your wounds
your victories
against the snow
against the cold.
Strength is at your core
where deep within
the seed of future
generations
form.
Your dying is not in vain.
Your decay
nourishes the ones to come,
your veins feed the future
where buds,
blossoms,
and hope reside.

1 comment:

Timmy B. said...

Great poem. I love it.