All Things Sweet

A poem

Happy Monday 🤝

Friday marked one year since I logged onto Substack and created an account! (It took another six or seven weeks to actually post.) As always, thank you for being here.

For those who subscribed in the last two weeks, welcome. I post every Monday at 8AM with the following schedule:

• 1st week - essay

• 2nd week - poem

• 3rd week - essay

• 4th week - the links

This week’s poem was inspired by the neighborhood where I run. Ironically, it slipped from my mind that my time in Florida is ending all too soon.

Photo by Sebastien Gabriel on Unsplash

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All Things Sweet

Reaching palm leaf, foe of death

Ne’er to take a final breath

Toxic air you trade for free 

Long as we stay ‘bove the sea

Creaking palm branch under stress 

Find support and coalesce

If you from your service fall

Yet your brother fills the call

Juicy palm drupes bunched around 

Answer prayer and touch the ground

Steal away with zero trace 

Save for stains upon my face

Fungal palm stem, plagued alive

Answer me the reason why

All things sweet must come to end

Wish I’d paid attention when

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