What’s Mine

by willowmarie

I recognize this moment,

Untamed, unframed

And wild; I created it.

 I let it flow,

Let it grow

Let it trellis

And border-

Cascade its disorder

On walls

In halls

Of dim.

 And I watched it

In wonder

Wind over and under

In random ascent

Till it circled and bent-

Till it bowered

And flowered

To dust.

 A gallery of greys

A powdered

Stone soul-

Still life

Still enchanted

Vine covered

Held whole.

I recognize this moment-

It’s mine.

© 2013, Willow-Marie Power


9 Comments to “What’s Mine”

  1. definitely you ! Wonderful again !

    • Thank you Deborah. It was one of those pieces where the words just seemed to tumble (I don’t usually rhyme). Posting it felt like a gamble.

  2. This is fabulous–the imagery is exquisite perfection. I loved it.

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