My submission to Tony’s prompt for dVerse Poetics. He asks us to address the evolution of our own poetic lives. Think about it, write about it and meet us at the Poetry Pub! And a special THANK YOU to Brian and Claudia for keeping the doors of this wonderful poetry community wide open. The change of schedule is perfect!
better known as the circle of life.
I watched a rose evolve—
bare root to bush to fullest bloom.
I watched it wilt before surrendering
its petal to the loam.
I watched a tree evolve—
a seed to sapling to full height.
I watched it offer fruit before
surrendering to the wind.
I watched a boy evolve—
a babe to child to full-grown man.
I watched him slowly ebb before
surrendering to the earth.
I’ve tasted much of death,
thus trust in the unknown.
It’s in this mystery
my poetry is born.