The Quiver March 2022 Poetical Challenge

It’s not a cure but ……

there’s a solacein the moonlightwhere the trees raise shadows to a nightblack as pearl, glowing hopethrough painwhere clouds sleep over wateras eyes ache, ears waketo the sound of hope filling skieswalk with me through treelined paths,listen to the rustlings and snufflingsof early morning dewfeel the beat of the drum of the pulseof waking hours,stretch new fragile wingsand in that moment of stillness,we breathe againas the spirit sings

Jan Sargeant Jan Sargeant of West Yorkshire, England, has written and published poetry for over 40 years, alongside a number of research ...more