Sea of Wilted Hope

francisjohann

I watched you

lose your color.

I watched your hues

turn from an Indian red

to a dull shiraz,

but your nourished roots

give your petals

a tinge of shine.

The last living bud

in a sea of wilted hope

now glimmers anew.

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I love ancient things like books, records, & typewriters. Kidding aside, you’ll find me typing away on my laptop while listening to essential 90s music. I’m a poet, essayist, aspiring novelist, and an MFA Creative Writing degree from Mount Saint Mary’s University.

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