Arrow Rock Literary Journal

Beseeching from the beginning

Upon cinnamon bark

Foliage of vibrant coral

A trail of cerise

Reaching for the ceiling

That wishes to be gilded in golden amber

And a cerulean cascade

Yet, it is blanketed by the silver and slate

Kept safe until the

And still

Oh, still is there an astounding hope

For goldenrod sunsets

For a gentle brush of emerald and aquamarine

Against my fingertips as I lay

Surrendered to the Earth

And embracing the unfolding madness

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Meg O’Donnel is the author of this piece.