The Wilderness

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Deep in the wilderness is where my spirit soars

Strolling along the trail, I pause to swat an annoying fly

I glance ahead at the marker on the narrowing trail, and suddenly have a sense of urgency

The density of what once kept me away is buried here

It was said to be rotten seeds, and treated as a such; discarded garbage

In reality they needed to feel the dirt wrapping itself onto them, and covering them with love of nature

They needed to be nurtured… They needed to mature

They needed to feel alive and be beautiful

They needed to be on solid ground


2:37 PM

Ms. Vee

It’s Only Me


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If you happen to feel a brief

Draft on your skin on a calm day

It’s only me…

When you’re walking and a drop

Of moisture touches you

On a dry day

It’s merely a tear

Falling from my eye…

If the sunshine turns to

Darkness for a moment

Don’t be alarmed, it’s only my

Shadow …

Passing through the day…

If the night is darker than


I’m hiding in the density of the

Blackest corner of the night

When you close the

Drapes before going to


And get a glimpse of me…

I’ll give you a wave

Good night…


Good bye…

I’ll smile and you’ll


5:47 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

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