Intuition

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hi fuzzyllama1

There are many good things about this poem. I liked it, and I liked the form, too.


Intuition
 
Find yourself little one. No one will tell you how to do it
Rise like troubled, angry waves                                                                                 
Precipitate down, soak the cracks beneath the ground which you trodded.                         how can you soak something that is past?
 
Climb the roots little one. Fibers stretching, pulling, grasping
Fill the prints, familiar and lonely
Regain your footing now, shoulders back and down, smile and pretend.                              this is good and encouraging.
 
Seek the trees little one. Look to their leaves, learn from their trunks
Embrace, wrap their wrinkles
Solace awaits you here, tearing apart your future, benign and stupid and cushy.                seems to invite, yet, warn.
 
Is it too hard little one? Everyone is tired; who are you to stop?
Collect yourself, pack up
A ship can move your body, a woman can move your soul.                                                I like this ending, poetically beautiful.


Thanks for the read. I liked the little one bit, too.
I thought of one older giving advice to one younger.
Have a blessed day.


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