Poetry & Art

Spring

I’ve written out
The pain that poured.
Emptied my sorrows
In the compost heap
Cause I know
From ashes
New Life springs.
You see,
Spring is here….and I can’t f*#!ing wait
To see the seeds that I planted
Burst into bloom.
I’ve so longed
To walk in the garden with you.

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by Katherine Pieper

Katherine and her two dogs live in Narnia, which she's currently found in Atlanta, GA. She believes all true art is incarnational and life was meant to be our greatest work of art. She received her two dogs in the city of Houston and her BA in English from its university (University of Houston).


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