Haven


Always
Everything falls apart
Lands where it died from the start
Again

Seeds
Have a way of growing
A sudden burst of life is showing
Wild and free

Change
Quiet haven, soil rested
A breakthrough tendril is tested
Finding hope

Vines
Wrap with arms greedily
The flowers bloom so speedily
Carefree

Growth
Stretching branches yawn
Laughing as they scratch at dawn
Alive

Land
Purged and booming
Yet I see another winter looming
Up ahead

I said
The scenery isn't dead
Life blossoms in the garden bed
And

The climate of my head
Has been a poorly garden shed
Tending every word that's said
Growing loathsome poison ivy
Where daisies thrive



Poetry by StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-08-05 at 06:30

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Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2026-08-10


shells
Lovely to “see you” again and an eloquent, interesting piece. My favourite stanza has to be growth, it feels optimistic and made me smile.
2026-08-05


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
So very happy to read your words again. You've been missed.
2026-08-05


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the flow of this and the metered rhymes, plus its complexity. The 'vines' stanza was outstanding for me. Great job. Blessings, Allen
2026-08-05


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Interesting contrast between growth and death.
2026-08-05