Dear all who read this blog and know that my mission is to commit acts of poetry (sometimes maudlin), lo and behold my latest creation. Starship, you can take me back now as I have accomplished my mission.
Flowers
I don’t know where I went
in that blue night,
I walked an uneasy road
and found some scattered seeds,
I gathered up and took to bed.
They grew wild
in my sleep,
spread rumours of flowers
in the morning breeze.
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Thank you!
damn flowers always spreading flower rumors. can't truss dem!
Very funny Euge. Glad you stopped by.
What an incredibly gifted writer you are. Thank you.
Spread rumours of flowers. I love, I love. You're a star kaney ma. Hug.
P.S.- My word verification thing to leave a comment is 'lingslyc'. I realise it's also a lousy pre-pubescent way to describe your writing. Tee hee.
Thanks Anoopa..coming from as wonderful a poet as you, this is high praise indeed!
rather nice. it's a difficult and brave thing you seek to do, this committing of acts of poesy. bash on, bash on.
Loverly!!!! I had no idea you had this in you..now I know.
Wow. I'm getting a swollen head from all you kind people. And yes Ms K, I was just too shy to share it earlier but have become more daring in middle age!
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