This is for Mikeydred's March prompt.
March is a time of change. Embrace, instead of fight. Michelle Liew
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The dark stones now fights bright tones
The space around him turns black--
Concealed, form quiet,
Unsure of where to abide,
But the dark is his space now.
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The morn means fresh hues
His skin revels, he transforms--
He soaks in the dawn,
His green skin now breathes, fearless
The world feels richer, wide, and free.
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This poem is entirely original. Any AI tags is coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (7)
So beautiful, Thank You for sharing this amazing masterpiece
Brilliant! Magnificent writing Michelle! 💕💖
Love this, Michelle <3
Very good work 👏
Such a beautiful poem, Michelle!
This is a beautiful and evocative poem! The imagery of transformation is stunning. I especially liked the sentence: "His green skin now breathes, fearless." It is such a powerful line! 💐🌷🌹🌼
That felt so liberating. Loved your poem!