Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

Forever Chasing Fridays

A shadowed tree with
leaves hanging
like twisted crêpes
across the darkened park.

I’m insecure.
I’ll admit it.
Aren’t most girls in
this day and age?

The masculine presence
taints our safety,
like cherry blossoms
exhumed after the fall.

No piquant thoughts
allowed here.
How awful to be bittersweet –
forever chasing Fridays.

By Sarah ©2021

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Wordle #239

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