Root and Rose


Cold moon grows,screen-shot-2016-10-09-at-17-08-58

frost falls

leaves brown and wither,

‘Rest,’ seed says,

‘like root and rose,

in the deep dark.’



Rose, screen-shot-2016-10-15-at-16-48-13

brown after blooming,

cold air murmurs,

‘Frost comes,’

Only rock and tendril,

stone and berry

breathe the sacred cycle.



Ancient is the breezescreen-shot-2016-10-15-at-17-00-04

that murmurs on the lake,

lonely the dark watches

of no moon.

Let peace rain

in bright rivers,

soon winter will follow.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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