(no subject)
the life of a flower
appears easy from afar
growing quietly in a field
or in a small suburban garden
gracefully bending to the wind
without breaking
opening to the light
petals basking in the sun
and closing to the dark
leaves like folded arms
but parasites lurk in the grass
things that leech and leach
without giving
stealing from the blossom
and making it hard to bloom
sometimes the waters come
to wash them all away
drowning them before they can bite
like peeling back old skin
to expose new flesh beneath
and this is how the days roll
the wane and wax of time
the pull and push of nature
as the gentle ornaments of the world
do their best to endure
Aug 2004
appears easy from afar
growing quietly in a field
or in a small suburban garden
gracefully bending to the wind
without breaking
opening to the light
petals basking in the sun
and closing to the dark
leaves like folded arms
but parasites lurk in the grass
things that leech and leach
without giving
stealing from the blossom
and making it hard to bloom
sometimes the waters come
to wash them all away
drowning them before they can bite
like peeling back old skin
to expose new flesh beneath
and this is how the days roll
the wane and wax of time
the pull and push of nature
as the gentle ornaments of the world
do their best to endure
Aug 2004