My Mind ( Half Marathon Hour 8)

Michellia Wilson
Poetry Marathon Hour 8 (2021)



During your absence,
I absorbed the lavender goodness of Hollyhocks,
plucking a stem with her toppled skirt of beauty,
I turned her upside down and made her dance across the picnic table
with the four ‘o clocks in her shadow…

During your absence, the confused essence of me
pushed away the light and I rested in my rocker
Counting darkness in undefined increments…

During your absence,
I searched for something that just wasn’t there,
stopped by the edge of a broken window pane, my world splintered by weathered wood and dust from years of looking for something that doesn’t exist.

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