Skinny dip into the corners of my mind.
Have a wade through pristine waters,
take a dip if you dare.
No monsters lurk in the depths, i'll
assure you. Only sometimes rainclouds
when a damp mindset allows it.
But mostly sun for the wildflowers
to grow and infest and flourish.
For my mind is a forest, of love
and helpfulness and empathy.
Not of hatred or envy.
Take a dip or a wade if you please,
but hurry to leave as the storm arrives.
They are but few and far between,
but rampant and harsh do they gleam.
Stay awhile, let your mind wander,
but be careful for the thunder, the crisp
static apparent as anger manifests slowly.
Until pristine waters appear once more.
And you are safe to dive in once again.
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Rêveries ✓
Poetrylove poems to strangers i'll never meet; an ode to heartbreak and the bleak divine-ness of it all. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2020 by Kate H.
