Tag Archives: Flowers

Rose Self

As I walked by a galaxy of roses, I fantasized with being one of them, adopting one of their sun-facing poses atop a thorny pillar of a stem. And it felt wonderful to briefly be a part of this bloom … Continue reading

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The Million Bells

We plucked the wilting blossoms, past their primes, to give the Million Bells plant growing room, as breezes strummed a song on your wind chimes, a peaceful melody of life in bloom. The daily pruning task was time consuming because … Continue reading

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Rose Kiss

Past poets have compared red lips to roses, and though by now that image is cliché, it’s not an image that my soul opposes, because it seemed most pertinent today when I beheld a rose that looked like lips, in … Continue reading

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Clenched

Since everything is blooming, why am I still tightly clenched as if a frozen bud, while blossoms are unfurling to the sky, feeling like a stone or piece of crud? Is there not life in me as in a stem … Continue reading

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