Unfurl – hour 8

Hour 8, Prompt 8

Gigan

 

Unfurl

 

the unsettling rose upward

with tumult unfolding within

 

pressing, pushing, unfurling

frozen potential caught swirling

amid darkness and frustration curling

 

a great, dark swelling of intent

mixed with cellular structure

 

rent asunder and over under

held against pressure of eons

 

as if the ground could reach into

the unsettling rising upward

 

with great, dark swelling of intent

in the depth of dirt and mud and crust

reaching, stretching for what it must

 

with melting snow giving way

to purple crocus unfurling to the sun

One thought on “Unfurl – hour 8

  1. Super impressed how you managed to keep to the form but it didn’t seem forced or detract from the beauty and flow of your poem. You use some very beautiful images and kept my attention till the end.

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