Friday, April 4, 2014

Planted Past

 The sun illuminates
 a seeding breath
 that blows ahead
 past mistakes
 planted in the ground
 of a man
 that sees deep
 from inside a tree
 where the roots
 begin to paint internally
 on a palette underneath
 where the colors
 rise to the earth
 as the rains bleeds



Copyright © 2014 Christopher Lynn Lane
 
 
 

7 comments:

  1. Wow, this is beautiful, Chris. A special, insightful poem.
    Also, I had not yet read your profile description on the sidebar, but did just now and think it is also special!

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    1. Lydia, thank you! Very kind of you! Thanks:)

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    1. Thanks, Ashley! I'm glad you stopped by and I appreciate your nice comment. Thank you:)

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  3. ...and the struggles from that planting of seeds does bring growth...this is another beautiful and heartfelt poem Chris...its always a pleasure to stop by your blog. :-)

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    1. Carrie, you are too sweet! I really enjoy your comments, and reading your beautiful poetry as well. Thanks again:)

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  4. Also this poetry is very significant.

    Chris ...the errors of the past ..are not our enemy, they serve to our seed for growth, and to sweep via the errors of the past.

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