how she presses toward the light
though her feet are rooted deep
how she presses toward the light
past the edge while others sleep
walls cannot contain her here
though her feet are rooted deep
tossed by tempests, numb with fear
resisting every urge to hide
walls cannot contain her here
now she sees the other side
breaks free from the shuttered throng
resisting every urge to hide
proving the naysayers wrong
darkness thwarted in the end
breaks free from the shuttered throng
even roots must stretch and bend
how she presses toward the light
darkness thwarted in the end
how she presses toward the light
kat ~ 23 October 2016
(A Terzanelle)
like mercury colliding... 
October 23rd, 2016 at 12:41 pm
I love nature always wins against the odds!
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October 23rd, 2016 at 1:03 pm
Absolutely! 🌱
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October 23rd, 2016 at 1:25 pm
What is a Terzanelle? You usually post a short description of the style. But I caught the essence of nature’s fight with this!
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October 23rd, 2016 at 1:37 pm
Here’s a link to the description: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/terzanelle.html
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October 23rd, 2016 at 1:45 pm
Thank you!!
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October 24th, 2016 at 10:59 am
Another exemplary example of you, Kay. 🌹
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October 24th, 2016 at 2:22 pm
beautiful
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October 24th, 2016 at 3:35 pm
I happened to notice a ray of light hitting just the top of my magnolia tree Saturday morning. And thought…there is a poem there. 🙂
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October 24th, 2016 at 5:05 pm
Oh yes Kat! I love those moments
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