Crumbling walls

Parched this soil of me —
as in the shadow
by this crumbling bulwark
only nettles bloom.

A soul like mine needs dande-
lion strength to sing(e);
to sprout and blossom,
to survive, to thrive —
equinox brings hope…

as from its roots
a single vine of ivy claws
to gneiss and mortar,
bringing life to frozen souls.

The prompt for today is soul-gazing at dVerse, Paul hosts and I wrote this recognizing that today it’s equinox. Already tomorrow the day is longer than the night.

March 20, 2018

28 responses to “Crumbling walls

  1. I love these lines:
    ‘A soul like mine needs dande-
    lion strength to sing(e);
    to sprout and blossom,
    to survive, to thrive’.

  2. This is profound poem. I really like the tone and your writing style. Splitting the word dandelion gives it new layers of meaning.

  3. A soul like mine needs dande-
    lion strength to sing(e);
    to sprout and blossom,
    to survive, to thrive —
    equinox brings hope.

    What a beautiful stanza! I especially love the phrase ‘dandelion strength’.

  4. Loved the vivid metaphors used here, especially in the second stanza. Perhaps most of our souls could use some dandelion strength to make it out of the seasonal darkness.

  5. Ah, the magic of a single flower. How a single dandelion brings so much joy after suffering months of snow-covered ground.

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