Time
Like the woodpecker
At the great oak tree
Pecks
Pecks
Pecks
Into my being
Until
I walk
wounded-
riddled with the hollows of its unrelenting passage.
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Time
Like the woodpecker
At the great oak tree
Pecks
Pecks
Pecks
Into my being
Until
I walk
wounded-
riddled with the hollows of its unrelenting passage.
4 replies on “Hauntingly Hollow- Inspired by Ayesha”
>why Khadija, it is your praise which is generous.
>nooj, What is life but time pooled together on the strength of a soul. I’m wasteful :(- 🙂
parasputin, high praise from the master himself, I’m chuffed. :)))
>beautifully written
>i’m seeing so many woodchucks nowadays
beautiful creatures
aw khadija i get this poem so much. esp when i say ayesha’s status- youth is wasted on the young