Fragile Lurking in the mind’s shadows Dormant seeds awaiting spring Fraying, dimming at the edges Like A mouse fleeing a hawk A decaying flower A dream unraveling Like Wind whipping where it will Wandering willfully Without asking leave Endlessly made Never unmade (Though sometimes forgotten.) Some ice-cream sweet sun-shine warm bubbling-brook calm Some mid-night dark heavy-heart tired trembling-breath sad All muddy-rainbow weaving fact with fiction anguish with bliss beginnings with middles Until the unfinished story ends.
Memories: Written by the Master Poet Who (with perfect reminiscence) Recalls our dusty frame Recollects our fallen state Yet renews us for His glory.
Celeste Ashley
Celeste Ashley teaches essay writing and literature analysis to middle schoolers (and especially relishes introducing them to poetry!). When she’s not planning lessons or grading papers, Celeste enjoys strolling through used bookstores, watching movies with her family, caring for her flower garden, and organizing (anything and everything).
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Shawn Marie on March 22, 2023 at 4:38 pm
What a beautiful poem! Very thoughtful yet lyrical. Kudos to this author.
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What a beautiful poem! Very thoughtful yet lyrical. Kudos to this author.