Sci fi/Fantasy image byTeri Dale
Baring shoulders broad and wide-- caring, loving, holding, dieing-- to shattered hearts or weary minds-- to eyes that feel like crying-- its greed!---- I see there's love to gain-- of my informal tithing-- these seeds I’ve sown---I wait to reap-- Sprouts of Love-- will soon be rising-- I’ve given all necessities-- For empathic yields-- to gain-- with nurishment of tears that fell-- while drinking, holding-- feeling pain-- My soul, like sun shown down--on them -- those hearts, the minds-- those eyes-- Now mine, They are-- and dark and weary-- I search for shoulders---or hands so wise-- now searching Gardens--raking rows-- I wander, walk, wade marshy ways-- for harvest moons-- but, finding absence-- I'm now, rethinking planting days--- I now know those seeds --and deeming them infertile-- no fruit, no nectar--- of wheat, no blade-- Without my heart, new seeds I'll save-- For when the stars again say,” plant,” --- Nightshade-- Copyright © Firefly
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