Due to my financial restraints and busy work schedules, I have never given the solstice much time. But in recent years talking to friends who enjoy the various celebrations around both winter and summer solstices’ I have been paying a bit more interest. Their pics of sunrises over many famous locations really have caught my eye. one day I may even join them atop a hill or stone to watch the sunrise.
There’s movement out there in the valley. The snow-covered valley, Asleep under snowy blanket. Coming awake, shivering, in this new inner land. In this land that is your land. Coming awake, in this new inner land. In this land that is my land. Your love never truly mine.
There’s movement out there in the valley. The sun-bleached valley desolate. Asleep under a myriad of stars we once shared, now my pals. This land within now just memories of the love we shared and lost. This is now my land alone, not longer your land. Mine to share with those in my future.
Movement in the valley, Asleep under snowy blanket, Coming awake, shivering, Heart-broken and alone, Your love never truly mine.
Sun bleached valley, desolate. Myriad of stars now my pals, Mine to share with the future.
wow what an interesting form. thanks Lisa @ #dversepoetspub. I have gone with a double prompt here. one of the writers groups I am a part off challenged us to write a piece to include the lines “In this land that is your land. In this land that is my land.” which is a song lyric the song title and singer I cannot recall. but whoever’s it is thank you.
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