Matthew Roeser


Springtime In The Rockies - Poem by Matthew Roeser

Oh, New spring 
Solid rivers have sprung

Melted out of madness
We have once more

Died and resurrected
Seeking ever, forever

While a handful of young boys 
Toughen each other
With rocks thrown on river's edge
Scattering the flock 

As we wander
And wonder at our hearts 

Overhead blue skies fall
On lengthened shadowself

All day long I think of us
What may have been

Too late we have seen through
Each others masks

To hide our pieces and
Bury found heart rocks in 
The soil of tempered glass

Shattering diminishes us all
But eventually hope discovers itself
And hands long neglected

Open and close
And gently find the secret.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 11, 2014


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