New Love

This man

so covered in moss and dirty growth;

He has harbored my heart,

opened my soul.

And I am binding the branches,

cleaning the crevices,

drinking all the muck and mud

to make a new life;

Climb inside.

The hollows are warm and gentle,

sweet and clean.

He is the most remarkable making

I have ever seen.

A shining something

covered in silk

kissing on branches of butterfly milk.

I lie in the grass at his roots just below,

staring to the marvel that stand high above.

And I shout to the treetops,

I am in love.

Author's Note

Published by Vancouver, WA Phoenix
Written for Jessie Goddard

Reviews

[Michael G. Smith]

Love it! Nice message of looking passed the outside to see the beauty within.

[Isabella Ivy]

Brilliant piece! I'm curious about 'branches', as the word has been in the first three poems I read. If it's in the next one... lol. Thanks for a most inspiring read! I.I.

[Courtney M Watson]

I'm not too sure. I find artists have these key words and key images that are very meaningful to them - they use over and over again. For instance, Poe uses 'evermore' in MANY more poems than The Raven. I guess I just enjoy the word branches. ;)

[Isabella Ivy]

Well, I'm from the midwest originally and most of my writing comes from the creeks and moss and trees that continue to run through my veins... so I totally give you permission! lol :)

[Writeforlovely]

Very sweet poem. I enjoyed the line "A shining something covered in silk, kissing on branches of butterfly milk." good job :)