Exploded, unfurled
New life in the spring
Soaked up the sun
To light everything
Burst into flames
Under the grays
An unfiltered light
For shortening days
We presume it’s to rest
But what if it’s not?
The work’s just begun
In this fertile plot
Pause and take note
This page is replete
Examined remains
Of the never complete
Into the quiet
Or into the the sound
The choice, the selection
Is here on the ground
Settle to winter
The solstice, the slow
Rekindle the fire
For the embers still glow
Written by Trance Blackman. Originally published on tranceblackman.com on 05 November 2026.
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