day 3

waterlogged, i wake
to kick the rain
and punch the wind

morning walk passes
strewn christmas trees
laying in wait for their untimely removal
like fallen soldiers
cast aside in their prime

remnants of their
multicolor brilliance
fend off the drops
of the persistent rain.

1.3.17

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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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