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Extant


08.12.18 Posted in today's words by

Patricia Asuncion’s most recent poem to appear here was “Pixels” (July 2018)

Extant
By Patricia Asuncion

With breathless heaviness
leaves surrender
to sudden drop

in pressure before the storm.
Flying in all directions,
startled thoughts

skitter to brittle branches
that might not
hold their weight.

Turbulent blows suddenly
percuss across the trunk,
now vulnerable to whirling

debris. In a downpour,
harsh and heavy,
disappointments rain,

destroying old confidences.
Battered limbs drop, leaving
piles of muddy confusion.

Each storm she
survives the abuse,
rooted in silence.



2 Responses to “Extant”

  1. Wow. Patsy, this is visceral.
    My favorite line
    “now vulnerable to whirling”
    aren’t we all?

  2. Very familiar here on the East coast.

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