born with earth in your hand

by Carissa Dewey

Today you are
a gardener-
You were born
with earth in your hand
you are a gardener
you own an understanding
and it owns you.

and I can’t blame you-
your understanding
and how the scent of
dark deep earth thrives inside
of you

but sometimes
I lay naked
and we love naked
here in this small town,
we must think we belong together.
how can I tell
when you stay quiet
and I am yearning to be born?


Posted on 05/29/2008
Copyright © 2021 Carissa Dewey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melissa Panther on 08/08/08 at 03:17 AM

I love this..."yearning to be born"...perfection!

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