once a tree stood.

Lucy captures my mood today – a beautiful poignant poem

Pseudopsychosis.

tread for days

blood pours

in a drowning

diving into oceans.

A murmur

in the stillness

of the sea

absent in the lunula white,

weeping in the dying of the eventide

may you decide to leave

as the crawfish float in unyielding waters,

delusional, still seeking

the innocence of the rock,

give it a kiss for me

before you leave it

on the grave,

dying in the autumn

once a tree stood.


A/N: Written in response to the Go Dog Go Cafe’s Tuesday Writing Prompt (7/7/2020): Write a poem or piece of prose around the words “in the stillness.”

I hope you enjoyed the read, and as always, thoughts, feedback and critiques are appreciated.


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