Michellia Wilson
Poetry Marathon Hour 4 (2021)
A HUNGRY LIFE
My heart beats
in rhythm of an intense hunger,
on the banks the willows
share their ruffles hovering over
a moving lake.
Only for admirers does the
glistening pond lap against
a grassy edge on a cold noon.
I know this place well –
life in the water mills around
the murky water
and an occasional Heron glides
easily over the platter of fish
below the glassy cloche.
Never, in my heart, is life just enough-
The breaths I take above
the water falls full circle
with the trees and the water.
Life is hungry.
This is so intense and densely packed I had to read it through several times, one of those pieces that seems simple on the surface but has layers of meaning lurking beneath. Well done!
Thank you so much for your feedback on this poem. You are correct in surmising that there are layers to this poem. I appreciate you taking time to read and evaluate my poem.