Lover's Dream

For this week's Thursday blog post I thought of sharing a poem I wrote back in 2011. Incidentally, a photograph I took and fiddled around with on gimp sort of lent itself to my poetic expression.

Here's the poem:

Your dream

for

my metamorphosis into your embrace 

is plagued

with caterpillar memories,

restricted with 

cocoon constraints. 

Some, out of near sighted human love, 

want to cut me loose

from my necessary life-struggle,

because my pain 

makes them squirm. 

But you, 

who see past the pain 

into the glorious inheritance  

of what I-am-becoming,

you,  

having become pain personified 

on a tree,

you, 

patiently wait.

Gritting your teeth 

(because it takes all your strength 

to keep yourself from cutting me loose),

you wait 

till I emerge 

victorious and free,

singing, 

“My resting  place 

Is found only

In Thee.” 

And here's the image:

3 comments August 2015, poetry, winnipegart

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