Seed

Silver skies shimmer loudly
My eyes dance in the copper colored clouds
My voice is fillled with the prism of promise
My hands touch the ivory vines of unity
My feet are bare beneath the hopes of family

Reviews

[Chris]

I saw a poster...
a strong, characterized, driven, and intent-full woman gazing off into ...a future.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem. I agree with your thoughts and the words. We need mentors and places to grow. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I did like this one.
Coyote