The Well Within

Reaching to look outside myself

to pull the words up and out

of the well within

the weather causes me to feel

weighted down like

heavy murky fog

settled on a lake

or blighted fall leaves

that have floated down

to settle on pools

of water

stuck there one on top another

unable to do anything

but finish dying

finish being

even as the sun shares

the gray sky with clouds

© January 2019 Renee Espriu

I found this poem in my drafts and as I have not posted anything recently, decided to post this. Winter is finally coming to an end (I hope) but this is how I feel about it here in Washington, having been born and raised in California. Thanks to all who follow this site for your patience.

Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art

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7 Replies to “The Well Within”

  1. Renee, I can really relate to this….the heavy feeling this time of year before spring finally begins to awaken. Fog and dead leaves really defines January. Wonderful writing!
    Hope you’re doing as well as possible. And hopefully we’ll start having some milder, brighter days in February. 🙂

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    1. I certainly thought of what you will be going through but hang in there for, ultimately, every new change is about learning and experiencing something beyond our own perspectives. Canada is a lovely country. I have only been there once but liked my time. Take care.

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  2. I think the weather has that effect Renee… Its been brutal in many places and my heart goes out to the homeless.. While for once it seems to have missed us in central England and hit further North and South
    I cannot wait for Spring Renee and get out and start digging and planting again..
    Take care my friend.. Much love.. ❤

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