A Blanket of Surrender

Pure, unfiltered thoughts pour over me
Tossing me underneath the moss
Deep within the blackened bog where
Thick, sprawling sediment and algae growth
Capture and hold my feet prisoner
In the southern pond of my youth.
Honesty a blanket of both surrender
And protection from the outsiders
Who may hurt me as I am the landlord of a
Delicate and old-soul-heart which resides
Within a protective and restricted
Shield made of mermaid glass and fairy
Pearls and things unknown to most.
Misunderstood but comfortable within
That window protected by the mornings
Droplets caused by the dampness I call
My home, my heart, and a place I no longer
Feel a need to clarify for those unfamiliar.
I am home and no longer lost or needing to explain.

By Joni 9/9/19

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