clouds of gray to ruin my day blocking red and orange rays from reaching my petals heavy blue drops settling on flourishing green lawns bringing me worries of being surrounded by a puddle sinking slowly into brown muck
i once was a flower of great power tall green stalk stretching to bursting into a sphere of magenta a lone butterfly feeding on the sweet nectar of my center yellow bits affixing themselves to bristles spreading far and wide fathering many others
therefore in need to believe that the sun will not cease to be for soon i will see sunbeams peaking through the haziness of cotton wisps bleeding yellow orange green blue & violet the rainbow of promise
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
Attempt @ using more imagery in my poems. There is not as much flow to it though.
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