In Troubling Times, Wild Hope

I.
She was told, “Blossoming is done
for you—
spring is gone,
summer went cold,
autumn is falling
at winter’s feet.” But wild
roses are too wild to quit blooming
on command.

II.
I am inflamed
with hope.

III.
In troubling times,
poetry can soothe me.
You?

The visuals behind the words:

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- for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #49: Get Your Binge On!).
- the “troubling times” bit was borrowed from Poems to Live By in Troubling Times,
an anthology edited by Joan Murray.