Poem: Semi Restored

Semi Restored

Give me
empty space.

Give me

Give me
reason. Purpose.

in myself.

Things lost.

Give me reasons
to celebrate. Push me
past survival.

Help me

Not a war dance.
There are enough of those.
Help me dance
a love dance,

Help me
your music.
FIll my ears.
Leak out my mouth.

Heal me.
Make me
a balm.

About this poem

I wasn’t feeling it this morning, so I just took a picture and wrote to it. By the time I was done, I WAS feeling it.

The picture was taken at Poplar Forest, Thomas Jefferson’s less famous, but wonderful house in Virginia,

Be well,


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