The Next Thousand Years

Revival Poems

Poem

 

If you swore to love me for a thousand years
It’d be 100 years too short
‘Cause I’ll forget the first few times and have my sieve-like mind left wracked with doubt for the rest
So swear it
Swear to keep promising so I hear here
The things you say that drip
Drop
From your mouth like honey
Honey, you’re the most brilliant poem I can’t write from my wrongs
You’re the change in my era as you melted my ice age, changed the tides
Brought forth the seasons and greenery that fleshed out my landscapes
Convincing the birds to exist so that they could sing these words
Melodious
Mellifluous
For you

 

more by KRISTEN GREEN 

photograph by Alex Wigan

 

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