NaPoWriMo #4

The poem I actually started yesterday for day four is still unfinished.  I wrote this poem today instead for poem #4.

only the dirt is forgiving
as I dig in      let it sink
under my nails     and squeeze
around my fingers
pulse of the earth    to the soil of my soul.
I am planting the lily
after its petals have flown
yellowing the yellowing windowsill.
now it will grow or wilt
with no harsh threat of neglect
no eyes glaring for what I’ve done wrong.

© 2015 by Robin A. Sams


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