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Sky Dec 2014
My body is a garden, but that does not mean I'm flourishing.

A tight cluster of pale white peonies
hold together something beautiful
but what a **** shame it’s so fragile

Because there’s a hell lot more.
Those peonies are only a layer
to the millions of roses underneath,
and above a field of scattered poppy seeds

a dash of meadow rue shows how I fell down
and maybe just maybe seeping through
a gorgeous burgundy zantedeschia
will sprout from my wrist if I happen to fall apart.

Purple velvet petunias are blooming
under my eyes and my lips are full and
cracked as a fringed tulip. My eyes,
a deep blue barlow as if it meant anything.

Of course know that I have described
myself as a pretty little bouquet
Don’t I feel beautiful now?
Or is it only masking the truth with
some pretty little words?

My body may be a garden, but that does not mean I'm flourishing.
Not everything is what it seems
SuMin Jul 2018
You are a curious sunflower
Your attention and awe is not only to the Sun
But also the flowers and the bees around you
The soil that gave you footings
The rain that showers your thirst

You were a small, secluded flower
Under the cover of others in Kentucky
Now your roots cover Spain, Alabama and Maine
You are afraid of foreign territories and uncharted plans
But the Sun remains the same wherever you go

Now you are growing to be a flower with layers of colors
Bright as the French marigolds and versatile as the cedar trees
Your beauty stands out among
The Zantedeschia, the canas, the tulips and others not yet discovered

Your hair is a waterfall
Blown by the wind creating a rainbow
Your eyes are pearl blue geodes found near volcanoes
With a light touch of Blue Torenia
Your gaze is like fireflies lighting the forest
Your smile is a fire bringing ease to wonderers and friends
In the cold Maine winter

Photos only capture spark, pedal, drop of you  
I wish to be near to see more of you
But if our time is only now  

I will gaze at you like a sunset
Orchestrating the Nitrogen, Oxygen,
Water, Argon, and Carbon Dioxide
To create stillness in my heart

Knowing there is an end and your beauty
Intensifies as you fade away

— The End —