All words used in this poem
taken from the album "When People Grow, People Go" by Blacklisted
What magic it is
to be a blossoming sun—
a perfect universe of glass
& snow, floating barefoot
in the water – your skin,
riddled no more with scars—
to hold diamonds in your hands
like forgiveness, to sit quietly
next to the night. Bruised,
but not broken. Surging
with new strength.
William James is a poet, aging punk rocker, and train enthusiast from Manchester, NH. He's a contributing editor for Drunk In A Midnight Choir, and the author of "rebel hearts & restless ghosts" (Timber Mouse Publishing). You can follow him on Twitter @thebilljim.
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