Moving is Traumatic

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – Prompt #239 – Motivation:  Nurture

“grow and develop through encouragement”

“Write a nurturing poem, or of a moment that had contributed to your growth.”

When I returned to New York
after eight years of living
in Portland, Oregon,
anxiety rose up in me
like a lion dwelled
within. How to pick up
scattered puzzle pieces,
and fit them back into place.
On moving day, my sister
and nephew were present.
The look of happiness
on their faces downplayed
the roar of the lion. They
continue to nurture me still,
by listening, and refraining
from judgmental words. I am
a flower budding
in the soil of their arms.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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