2.01.2020

Heart-Root


My heart’s 
like a succulent
retaining 
a lifetime of wrongs
fleshy with nerve
Hardy
equipped with tools
for surviving 
long periods of neglect
blooming infrequently
if at all
In feast times
I’ve learned 
overstoring leads to rot
and after long drought
replenishes
So I adapt 
but it’s hard to cultivate 
new growth
in this climate


For Friday Flash 55 offered by Joy at Verse Escape