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  • Writer's pictureSharon Frances

What Fills Me

Updated: Apr 10, 2023


a cup

a well

a reservoir after the rain

a heart

a head

my body once again

I fill myself in the everyday


my backyard was a dry field of dirt

until the winter rain

now dandelions sprout

five feet tall

stalks for bird song

plucked as food

drunk by bees


I cup the yellow petals

take a deep breath

fill the well of my lungs

press two fingers to my neck

and feel my pulse

I am here now

my heart

my head

my body once more


I hold the space in my arms

and remember

it will become a dry field again

when the summer heat comes

seeds packed down

waiting

still full

petals fall

through my fingers


alive

whole

a release

an acceptance

scattered in the now clover

I find one small answer

plucked

velvety soft

from my lips



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Do not use in part or whole without permission.


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