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An evening walk, a poem by Karen Lynne Newman, USA
Nature Poems & Other Poetry
Karen Lynne Newman, USA
An evening walk
Outside I see a flock of birds painted black against the turquoise sky in the shape of a "V" andhear the rustling of squirrels as they scurry across crisp brown leaves onto the tree trunks.I smell the aroma of wax beans simmering in a pan from an old white house andfeel the chilling wind brush against my cheeks.I taste the sweetness of a wad of bright pink gum which I blow into gigantic bubbles which burst on my noselike broken dreams. Why do I feel like a dusty mothinstead of a beautiful butterfly freed from its silky prison?Memories of past mistakes bombard me like raindrops against a dirty window.But just as those drops gradually wash the dirt away in a turbid stream,so those memories cleanse the mirror of my soulso that a reflection is revealed. I see myselfas tossed along a restless sea, attempting to steer away from crashing wavesof fear, injustice, lust, and greed.I feel alone and lost in this sea of deep blue jeans.A bitter cold grips at my hand and pulls me into the current.Suddenly I can't see...there's blackness everywhere.I frantically begin to grope for the ship,listening to the splashing of the waves to determine its location.A tugging pulls at my legs as I swirl into the abyss of this aquatic cyclone.From there I fall.I awake to find myself in a snow covered garden.Remnants of bushes, trees, and flowers standas hard brown sticks.At my left is a bush on which I find a perfectly preserved dried red rose.Plucking it I lift it to my nose.Nothing.Nothing leftbut its intricate beauty, the shellof its former self,just as I stand, drained from the tumult.Looking now at the bright moon, I return to the peaceful harborwhere my new ship awaits me.
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