Circles spinning
Words. Confusion.
Frustration.
Irritation.
and then
Enough.
Done.
Control taken.
Plans made.
Tension eased.
Creating manageable goals.
Autonomy seized.
Poem- terrarium April 28, 2016
You’ve packed the flourishing greenery
Back inside this box you’ve made
A green house cube
stuffed with verdure seeking escape
Seeking opportunity to bloom again
To scatter seed
To create the future.
But you are heedless of this dream;
inside your cube tender greens are safe
From weeds.
Shawn L. Bird 