This was a project I did basically during the pandemic. I started writing a poem a day. Once ‘real life’ started again it got harder to write everyday, which is interesting.
welcome (2)
another morning
burning bright
the sky, once dark,
now filled with light
another day
the future wide
a welcome mat
says come inside
a girl in a field
she hides among the tall grass
tassels shiver
strong gusts stoke the dry
smell of dust and drought
she begins to cry
tears fall to the hard ground
grief reaches for change