Tidal Shifts

Is blogging while sad the same as shopping when hungry?

Possibly. And yet, here I am with a poem.

Adrift

What will I do when
It no longer snows?
I have a home
In the pockets of my heart
For the polar bear starving
And the elephant disappearing,
And even for the three
Year old whose mother
Drown in the rain, praying,
But what will I do
Without the Mother Mary
Soft and hushing,
Virgin snow falling?

-Julie Reeser

 

A gentle reminder than I have a poetry Patreon for only $1. I’d love to send you poetry postcards in the mail and/or read my poetry to you.

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