You were a honey tree
Standing tall and strong
Then I touched you
And you shrank to the size of my palm
For days I sat in the soil
I dug through dirt and mud
I wanted to replant you
I wanted you to bud
When you finally sprouted
I touched you once more
And if there was a seed
There wasn't any more
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Posted Sep 28, 2022, 3:29 AM UTC
That was like a needle to the heart, nice work
This is one of the best poems I've read in awhile. The first stanza - you touch the tree, and it shrinks- we've all been there I think? But the metaphor is so perfect.
And then of course, you sitting in soil, willing it back to get nothing...ah I had a similarly poem in the back of my head - not this metaphor but this situation- why write it now? This is perfect
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