Malign..

Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life.”  -Sophocles

Encompassing branches of intimate compassion,

Gnarled of empathy, benovelence consumed.
Solacing boughs, sheltering exposure, malign;
Deprived bosom, solicitous thought, caven in.

Desecrating the magnititude of Nature, Itself

Time…
(Please do not copy or reproduce this poem without permission.)

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There is a new writing competition, upon the topic of ‘Time’: the piece may be of any length, however it must be follow a poetic structure.

To enter, please send me your work using the ‘Contact’ section, or email me at:

uponthehearth@gmail.com

 

The closing date for the competition is the 12th of April.

 

Thank you for reading UpontheHearth.

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