Elizabeth E George

I Will Get Out of This

In Blog, Nature, Poetry, Poets, Uncategorized, Writing 2012, Writing 2013 on February 21, 2013 at 1:14 pm

I will think: a wall
of China, of Berlin
and plant seeds of my eyes
on one side
and your absence of soul
on the other.
Then we will climb to the top
to find the knowledge
of the apple tree,
the mustard seed,
or the nothingness of them both.

And I will find China, Berlin,
some continent for me,
some crumb of dust
or shade of grey.

Along a steady stone,
you get there before me
while I line the edge
of rocks, say words
to the sky,
which you do not hear.

I let go
to reach the surface
that is the shore.

<>poem by Lisa Marie Ackerly


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