blacksnow in Spring

when beetles wake from days of winter caving
and the needles on those pines are all but changing
it’s long undone

honey, it’s me you saw bleeding with the river
the snow that melts and reels me into shivers
i’m redefined

photo by Juan Manuel Castro Prieto PORTUGAL RISING FROM THE ASHES

5 thoughts on “blacksnow in Spring

      1. Rather than “saw,” more like how the words elicit a feeling.
        Unintended triggers, in this case, positive. And I could read the same lines again in a day, month, year, and feel differently. As artists, we are conduits, we practice reiki with language.

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