This is actually one that I wrote a couple years ago as a transformation poem, but the inverse challenge reminded me of it, so posting it here with a few tweaks!
A spring in her step,
summer in her smile,
a laugh for winter days.
She picks up a book.
Dressed in brown leather,
here lies her page
pale in its glory.
Her leathery face
drawn and worn with age
displaying her tired heart.
So softly she sits
on crisp white elm wood,
a loved yet faded story
finally open to the world.
With pages to discover,
her life on display.
About the Creator
Emmy B
I write some of my truths, and use words to weave stories and ideas together. Writing is a passion and an outlet for me and I hope to inspire, challenge, or simply be a reflection of others's experiences - to make people feel seen!
High Rise, Deep Impact
I have witnessed a death that I relive every time I step into an elevator. Although it no longer affects me as deeply—given that it's been 11 years since the incident—it remains a heart- rending memory from my first and last day as a paramedic. My initial call to the scene involved a man who seemed to have fallen down the elevator shaft of a high-rise building. Alternatively, it might have been that the elevator moved upwards while he was working on it. Different scenarios were being considered when I arrived.
By Penelope Henain7 days ago in Writers
Comments (2)
Love the imagery of both book and person, and the change that comes upon them. Nice:)
This is uplifting both ways, how we can bring gentleness and vigour both to our lives.