Bloom

In the Shadow of my Pen09/03/2023Unpublished Poetry

(written March 2023)

Unsplash Image by Aaron Burden

Cold.

Frostbitten.

Hidden.

March arrives.

It urges us to spring forward.

Rebirth.

As the flowers begin to unfold, rising out of the earth.

Cocoon.

Caged birds cannot fly.

We too

must remove ourselves from the darkness and gloom.

March forward.

Bloom.

Published by In the Shadow of my Pen

Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry. Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪 Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏. Spilling ink from my heart and Soul. My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site! View more posts