Trees find purchase, or: One ray of quiet sunshine

A ‘Found Poem’

Dear friend in India, Sangeetha,
my partner in crime,
a hug's the best drug.

Jerusalem surprised by snow; after visiting her child
abroad, she returned to a changed Russia. Unlike
Santa Claus, Ded Moroz wears outfits of various colors.

Tomorrow he will die again.
Sweetheart, be careful!
Raw? Pardon my French, please.

Trees find purchase in human remains.
Grass grows, sways, and rustles around the apple tree.
I've become one ray of quiet sunshine.

d’Verse prompt

At d’Verse, poets were encouraged to construct “found poems” of the very first lines of our own poetry from the first poem of each month posted in 2022.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

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