Jan 11, 2013 16:46
I'm on a roll - here's another poem i wrote. This session of the workshop has 12 participants, so I think I'm going to try to keep all my stuff short and sweet since we don't get a lot of time.
here goes:
Interpretation
Even Gertie couldn’t keep her rose a rose.
It rose, a milkweed seed adrift
a cotton thought breathed out
caught in an updraft
out of reach
in rising so arose
so much more than just a rose.