burning dandelions

Wrote this for a contest, only to discover afterwards that it was only for stories, not poems. Nonetheless, here it is...

burning dandelions

childhood looked me in the eye

i could not hold its gaze

the smell of burning dandelions

now haunts me all my days

salvation sought within the tides

of holy water lovers

in blasphemy of cursed recants

that which we can't recover

where bitterness has breached my skin

and time has filled the crack

just as my thoughts run to the moon

and make it halfway back

10-31-14

Reviews

[Ezekiel Silver]

An interesting literary piece that draws the reader in to soak in the emotions of the poem. I quite like it! It kind of reminds me of Robert Frost's style of writing actually.

[jcfrancis]

Thanks! It's kind of dark and bitter, which is not quite my norm, but it just kind of fell into my lap as it was. Thanks for the review!

[Ezekiel Silver]

You're welcome!