Treasure Island

Julie A Smith

(Illinois)

Longing for Love


Aching.
Longing.
Museful pondering.
Hopes peak and blossom
like a tender and delicate white rose
perched precariously
on the edge of a mountain peak.
Hopes plummet and swirl
downward
downward
downward
into a rushing
rocky
tumult
of
unsettled
and chaotic
waters.
Time passes
and the water stills
with a calm and peaceful
serenity.
Hopes spring anew
with vibrancy
and a tender compassion
and fresh promise
and wonder
if they
can begin again
anew?

Submitted: Thursday, July 05, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, April 09, 2013

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