I am a moose covered in vines
unable to free myself
from my house of ivy
I am a grape with a fear of the underground.
I climb as I grow
and my home follows me as I do.
I am coal with an underground home,
a house of ruin
with holes in the roof leading to the sky.
I am a yellow leaf about to leave my home.
I am about to fall from grace, along with the others,
onto the ground, my new home.
This is stunning!
ReplyDeleteI love the imagery and the way your stanzas flow.
Amazing how you were able to connect all of these unconnected ideas to make the poem flow. :)
ReplyDeleteI love your second and third stanzas! Beautiful imagery with lines such as: "I am coal with an underground home"
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