We Sit To Watch Stories Grow
Come grab your chair
I’m over here
These days we write
won’t disappear
We sit to watch the stories grow
I’ve traveled your stories
You rest in my poems
We share the shade
of leaning, home
We sit to watch the stories grow
When you’re the leaves
and I’m the stem,
we root together
and wait for Spring
We sit to watch the stories grow
And next year’s harvest
starts with this year’s seeds
We gather our words
on this fragile belief
(Note: This is a Golden Shovel format borrowing a line — the repeating refrain – from an online collaborative poem I am working on with some teaching colleagues)
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Very cool to see this form used. Love your ending verse.
love the title – nice poem!
with subtle manipulations for content. 🙂