When it’s Over

Awakened on a new day.

Fresh spirit, eyes clear.

The weight lifted, a landscape bathed in gold.

Air fresh from the season’s first rain, perfumed with fragrant sage.

Leaves cleaned of summer’s dust, Autumnal sparkling.

Moss revived, reborn, like my spirit, soft and green.

6 thoughts on “When it’s Over”

Chris John

November 25, 2020 at 2:26 pm Reply

Beutiful, Chelsea!

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1. Chelsea Lynn
  
  November 25, 2020 at 5:17 pm Reply
  
  Thank you, Chris!
  
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roselynhatchaolcom

November 26, 2020 at 3:26 pm Reply

I adore the last two lines of this poem, Chelsea. Very crisp writing! meh

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1. Chelsea Lynn
  
  November 26, 2020 at 4:49 pm Reply
  
  Thank you! I’m glad you like it!
  
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nitinsingh

December 4, 2020 at 1:38 am Reply

As seen in the previous post, Chelsea you not only write well, but also recite the poem beautifully.

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1. Chelsea Lynn
  
  December 5, 2020 at 3:17 am Reply
  
  Thank you for reading and listening 😊 I have been thinking I should record this one as well
  
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