Lean Back

les Coqlicots

Lean Back

Empty handed, palms open

Turning from the grasp of need

To Risk unknown happiness.

Abating effort

The driving force waivers~ stalls

Arcing backward into a shaft of morning sun.

Only once, in a field of poppies,

Wild blown and red by the road

Did I lean this far.

Then, and once upon another time,

A kiss splayed open the wrists

Revealing all had been surrendered.

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4 Comments

Janet DeVasher

Ah, sweet surrender, and you embody it so beautifully in this photograph. And your poem makes me want to give it all up and float away.
J.

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Judy

I really like your new website.
And I so enjoyed your poem Lean Back. Have tou published a book of your poetry?
Judy Bennett

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Samantha

Judy, so pleased you enjoyed “Lean Back.” No I haven’t published my poetry, but that would be a dream realized. Thank you for the encouragement. Means a lot.

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