Wild, But Still A Flower – Poem of the Month – November 2021

Wild, But Still A Flower

I am wild and not like you
I am not elusive or rare
but omnipresent
To be found
everywhere you look, if only
you would really see me
In the grass and between
the cracks in the pathway
of your life

Overlooked and annoying
I grow where no one expects 
me to flourish, because I can
Pretty and yellow, like the sun
Strong and resilient 
Multiplying in numbers 
and sometimes overwhelming 
My appearance
not always welcome

Yet, when noticed I am pleasing 
to the eye for my brightness
but do not always belong
in another’s vision of beauty
If left alone, my life cycle
would ultimately give pleasure in
its transformation

To be plucked and played with
Soft lips gently blowing 
on my lightness
Sending me in a million directions
Giving joy with my ability to fly
and granting wishes to those
who would ask, allowing me to
entertain for just brief moments
before being born again
and try once more for happiness 


Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
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Bjorn is hosting D'Verse poets and has prompted us
with Conceit poetry.  Conceit being a grand metaphor
for life. An elaborate, improbable comparison
between two very unlike things to create an imaginative
connection between them.