Precious Cargo

Precious Cargo

A Poem by GMHeft
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many of my writings are what I call my mind's eye.. not a story, yet not a poem... they are just ventures to another moment

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With wings gliding
attempting to hold its course
through the turbulent winds,
it drops its prize
it had clutched in its' beak.
The small seed falls unbidden
into the muddy soil
soon buried as the storm grows.
It lays there dormant
waiting for what may be.
The grass sprouts shrouding it
protecting it as it shudders within.
Feelers project out of its
armor encasement.
Seeking what the soil 
offers it willingly.
Free of its encumberments
a tiny tendril shoots skyward.
Basking in the warmth of the morning sun
small arms extend outward stretching.
A single leaf unfurls 
like a butterfly's wings.
More and more join it 
in a celebration of song.
Stronger it becomes
in size and thickness.
The sun is its strength
the moon its slumber.
Rain caresses it
the bees share it.
The storm returns in earnest
thunder and lightening across the sky.
A flash and fire
and what was strong is now weak.
Coursing through
top to bottom in a burning streak.
As fire destroys 
a bird goes by
carrying its precious cargo
in the stormy sky.

© 2012 GMHeft


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Wonderful imagery in this poem. It cast a close eye upon tiny details, as if you were holding a magnifying glass to a portion of the world and letting us see the finer things we miss with greater clarity. Great description throughout the whole piece. Thank you for this piece, it was a great read ^^

Posted 12 Years Ago


GMHeft

12 Years Ago

Thank you!! these are my favorite to write, I want you to see, feel and smell... to just be
MachinaWriter

12 Years Ago

They're definitely fun to do. I have a thing for writing narrative poetry, which is fun. I've done a.. read more

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