Daisy yellow

I believe this to be my redemption;

summer sun and daisy yellow,

buttercup chin

and a hopeful tomorrow.

The breeze sings soft,

the trees keep in time

waltzing like the wheat,

the pillowcases hanging out

on the line.

Buds bloom like friendly hands

and stretch upward

meeting the endless blue sky

and I wait.

I wait for time to begin,

for sharp nails

to pinch my skin,

to pull me, hastily,

back to bury my feet

in the damp earth.

But, it never comes.

I float, onwards

and away

from yesterday

into a world smelling

of forgiveness and truth.


 

Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

Between the Trees UK

Between the Trees US

Available internationally

4 thoughts on “Daisy yellow

  1. LeeSoyer says:

    Great you can move on
    found redemption and truth
    now you feel a lot better
    your soul in a state of sooth.

    Everything gains meaning
    once you let the past behind
    cause with happiness & joy
    you are now better aligned.

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