Yard Sale of Thoughts

Eager to Live

Katie Frances Hartless
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New fallen trees no longer surprise me.

Nor do I look to find their snowy coats.

What ever god there is lied to me.

There is no rower for this boat

which drifts from daylight to danger

as if by cruel, familiar rote.

A bark as useless as a piece of mulch

covered over seasonally in disgust.

And the sticker ball stars,

prickly things,

a universe of enemies

on guard day and night in distrust.

The snowball moon catapults towards earth,

eager to live free

but weaponry no longer surprises us.

© 2023 | K.Hartless

Cover Art: Kera Morgan

5 responses to “Eager to Live”

  1. John Avatar
    John

    Wow, a sense of doom comes to me.

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      K.Hartless

      Yes, me too, these days. I’m trying to not feel that way. Winter often has me in the doldrums.

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      1. John Avatar
        John

        The gray sky of winter makes me feel sad, blah. That doesn’t happen here much at all. I think things are gonna get worse before they get better according to the Bible.

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  2. Tom Avatar
    Tom

    Definitely captured that January blues feeling well. Powerful verses, K! 🙂

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    1. K.Hartless Avatar
      K.Hartless

      Thank you, Tom. 💜No snow here minus a cake batter morning and all those sticker balls scattered around like land mines.

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