Barvan Alvarado Poetry

Desolate pasture, unkempt and weary,
With leafless, long moss bearded trees
Asking for Mother’s buttress
As flaky branches succumb to weight.

Bent horseshoe concealed beneath brush
Offers only glimpse of life that once was,
Skin piercing barbwire, oxidized and unsupported
Acquiesces, woebegone, to father time.

Fierce as a lightning bolt across a moonless night sky
Thundering and booming light in fearful darkness,
Alone, it shines;
A solitary white bud, beaconing hope.

A burst of radiating vivacity
In a land shadowing death,
Essence of a radical shrub
Unwilling conceder to orthodox existence.

Wildly combating canopy of encaging weeds
Though even claw-like thorns prevent not
A sunrise, a new starlit sky
And petals from falling like ashes.

Poet: Barvan Alvarado