Day Hike

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This piece was written as a way for me to express how I or someone else feels when they are about to break, but want to hold on longer. I can only help this piece will encourage others to hold on, you can make it through it.

Submitted: November 21, 2013

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Day Hike

 

Water rushes down

A narrow creek bend.

Spills into a lake

Damned at the other end.

 

“I haven’t seen the sunrise since I don’t know when.”

 

Birch and Oak trees stunted.

Hemlocks halfway down.

I stand among the fallen chestnuts.

 

“I haven’t seen the sunrise since I don’t know when.”

 

Trees surrounded by the

Whispers ­­­— my own; the winds.

 

“I haven’t seen the sunrise since I don’t know when.”

 

My feet begin to patter

The leaves — they crunch.

My banks; won’t hold any longer.

 

“I haven’t seen the sunrise since I don’t know when.”


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