A Place I'll Return To

A Poem by Beautiful Brat

Short poem about my visit to see family in Wisconsin from the City. I was inspired by its weather, culture, and beauty and it was more than painful to come home.

I was happy in this place
Of eternal green, not dying waste
But now I'm whiplashed right straight back
My fragile heart seized an abusive smack.

I was fearless when I with you
Stunned by time which savagely flew
The weather changed, and so did I
My soul mourned among the crying sky.

I was in awe of the alluring scene
The rain would cleanse,
Figures unseen.

Presently, I sit at the writing desk
My immoral city elegant but grotesque.

Soon, as promised I shall return
With little but my strive will burn.