"pedicles" poems
Leaves alight
Ice in my veins
calmest crawling calamity,
Slowly enraging serenity
Ashen fall
Forever frail and perishable
An insignificant mass of beautiful petals
Crushed beyond repair
You don't want to hide it
You know what's there
I didn't do it for me
I did it for you
And that's what helped me bloom
I was gone and you were there
Repairable don't you see?
The holding ground of your roots is strong
You weren't affected by the storm
Show me daylight,
Show me warmth
Let my sweet serendipitous buds form
I would say it is the end of crumpled leaves
and worn out weeds
But truth be told
I will always be close to withering
So endure the inevitable
Entwine our pedicles and
Let's claim the soil together
Please never rely on weather
My bloom is more reliant
on the Sun than you might think
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
Aching! Aching!
Bleeding arches and broken guts,
Heart
Too
Slow and eyes,
Skimming shiny surfaces,
Don’t look! Don’t look!
Comparing inflorescences,
To other flower chests-
Mine’s too big.
Not enough soil.
Too weak for my own pedicles,
the sun hurts,
the sun hurts,
the sun hurts,
everything hurts.
It’s perfect Mommy!
I want that One!
Pluck me from the ground and destroy my nerves and veins
Photosynthesis doesn’t work,
On hollow laminas and lonely stamens.
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC