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by Richard Colinson

I want to write poems again
For a while I stopped
But now I'm rested and restless

And I want to dig and pick
At the roots of my soul
Follow those twisted courses
Tease them straight in the light
And break them where they are blackened
To replant myself here with you

In this fresh soil and clear water


Posted on 03/29/2010
Copyright © 2021 Richard Colinson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Shannon McEwen on 03/30/10 at 05:45 AM

what a lovely image, the regrowth of the soul, love it.

Posted by Therese Elaine on 04/06/10 at 04:28 PM

I know the feeling...my fingers have been restless to sketch out new pieces, new fertile bits of writing, that they might blossom in their own time. It's good to see you're still around.

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