Once a farmer
always a good sower
dropping of branches of the pines trees
there was the seed!
how tiny and succulent was the fruit
from that tree
one ~ among ~
others, served between a cup of hot tea
that remain as an empty capsule
petrified inside the walls of the Great home Symbol
the fruits falling down
wasted on the ground
resisting at the wind and the well too
~ waiting ~
in a lent memory of nature
despair also exists
to lay claim her hands
even she, never asking for help
its the nature of brothers
and had a mother and father and some other people
crying there!
The seed getting rid
mirror of water
just a shallow intention
on that fertile ground!
More raw emotion from you poetess; you paint with words and not a brush, a sad truth. Lots of stained glass in this world, shedding only a little light, leaving everything else in darkness; I say break every window, open every door, paint your masterpiece, word by word, in the light. Keep writing! And, when you’re ready, something amazing will come from your brush too?
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I hope so. My paints dried up and i need new brushes too and inspiration to paint again!!!! More and more is hard face the white canvas, But i will try. Thanks for your spontaneous comment. It means a lot !!!!!
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happy painting to you, with word or brush, it’s all the same đ
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For those who don’t know Mirna was given away by her family at the age of three to a farmer . She was raised there and never was reunited as family .In this piem Mirna seeds and sprouts and the fruit she has now
to bear .
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There is a great healing in your words. Thanks for expressing them. Peace and blessings!
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Thanks for your words!!! Healing, dealing, is good is not????
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Have seen many seeds grow with time, some upon fertile ground, others between the cracks of a rocky crag on a mountainside, all still reach for the sun, some brave to each challenge, to climb higher in the atmosphere, to find their waters to living. Loved the poem, Mirna!
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Magician words!!! Never though about that way!! Just one poet to see !!! Thanks Sean!
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