Barely aware, we
wait for you like soiled winter
for clean snowcover
Worry, guilt, anger,
distraction: I set aside
and wait. I'm waiting.
Tree of life, light, hope
drops a leaf to spare us all.
Pages bleed story.
It's all about one
death defying act of birth.
Yes, I still believe.
An exploration of poetry: New ways of saying old things. Old ways of saying new things. My words.
About Me
- KD Belmonte
- A poet living in New England, exploring the world through words.
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