the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

This Picture

you never seemed to see the picture i painted
i tried to hint it,
but i still feel unacquainted,
do you think i am too big for your circle?

off in the distance, on a cliff,
don’t go!
tell me when you cry, use my handkerchief,
trust can only be formed over time, right?

there is a beautiful rainbow at the end,
yes, sometimes i doubt it, also,
but you are more than a leaf riding the wind,
let me put some fertilizer on your roots
i want to see you as a redwood.


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