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
All Rights Reserved

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.
 

  51 comments for “Wild, But Still A Flower – Poem of the Month – November 2021

  1. November 14, 2021 at 2:04 am

    “I grow where no one expects me to flourish..”
    Beautiful.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 14, 2021 at 8:16 am

      Thanks so much ☺️

  2. November 8, 2021 at 11:42 am

    I love this ❤

    • Christine Bolton
      November 9, 2021 at 8:17 am

      Thank you Shreya 💕☺️

  3. November 7, 2021 at 10:01 am

    Gorgeous and very strong. 💜🌷🌷🌷

    • Christine Bolton
      November 8, 2021 at 7:47 am

      Thank you Jude. You’re so sweet ☺️💕

      • November 9, 2021 at 12:32 am

        Such a pleasure 🙏🏾🌷 you’re so quiet.

      • Christine Bolton
        November 9, 2021 at 8:16 am

        I’m sorry if I have been quiet Jude. A lot of things to deal with at the moment but hopefully it will be better soon. ☺️💕

      • November 9, 2021 at 9:12 am

        I understand. I’ve had some of my own as well.

  4. M
    November 5, 2021 at 3:58 pm

    Well conveived and expressed ~

    • Christine Bolton
      November 5, 2021 at 7:46 pm

      Thank you so much ☺️

  5. November 5, 2021 at 11:42 am

    Beautifully expressed, Christine! ❤️😊

    • Christine Bolton
      November 5, 2021 at 7:45 pm

      Of you’re so sweet Punam, thank you! I enjoyed this prompt ☺️💕

  6. November 5, 2021 at 11:06 am

    So many, lost in the cracks of pathways, highways, byways …. never to be seen. Your poem speaks to it beautifully.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 5, 2021 at 7:45 pm

      Thanks dear Helen ☺️💕

  7. November 4, 2021 at 9:34 pm

    Utterly beautiful!

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:34 pm

      Thank you Carol. I really appreciate it 💕☺️

  8. Anonymous
    November 4, 2021 at 9:12 pm

    Christine,

    Looks like more than one of us used the conceit of flowers to express an inner light. Beautifully penned.
    pax,
    dora

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:34 pm

      Thank you so much. I wonder why that is Dora. So many are named for flowers so there is a connection ☺️💕

  9. November 4, 2021 at 6:43 pm

    Wonderful imagery and lines.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:33 pm

      Thanks Bernadette 💕☺️

  10. Beverly Crawford
    November 4, 2021 at 6:09 pm

    A virtual ode to the dandelion! So beautifully constructed and speaks so passionately for this weed-would-be-flower!

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:32 pm

      There’s a little weed in all of us whether we like to admit it or not Bev. Thank you so much, as always ☺️❤️

  11. November 4, 2021 at 4:53 pm

    What a joy of the flower to just be giving:

    Giving joy with my ability to fly
    and granting wishes to those
    who would ask

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:31 pm

      Thank you Grace. The most common flower could freely pick as a child and it was always frowned upon. It was a weed, but I thought they were pretty and who didn’t like to blow on the seeds? ❤️

  12. fireblossom32
    November 4, 2021 at 4:28 pm

    This is lovely and a marvelous example of what the prompt demands. After all, you’re not talking about dandelions, are you? Good stuff, and pleasingly subtle.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:30 pm

      Yes, I was talking about dandelions. Thank you for your kind words ☺️💕

  13. November 4, 2021 at 3:51 pm

    This is stellar… the dandelion, both resilient, and often shunned, but always coming back even in the worst of conditions. Have you ever heard of dandelion children… you will find it if you google.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:29 pm

      Thank you so much. It means so much to me that you liked it. I must look up the Dandelion children now you have mentioned it. Thank you again Bjorn ☺️💕

  14. sanaarizvi
    November 4, 2021 at 2:14 pm

    This is absolutely stellar writing, Christine 😀 I especially admire; “Yet, when noticed I am pleasing to the eye for my brightness but do not always belong in another’s vision of beauty,” Yes! 💝💝

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:28 pm

      Thank you Sanaa ☺️💕 It means a lot to me.

  15. November 4, 2021 at 2:06 pm

    Wonderful work with the prompt, Christine! I remember the joy that dandelion seeds brought my boys when they were younger 😊

    ‘if only
    you would really see me
    In the grass and between
    the cracks in the pathway
    of your life’

    – exactly

    • Ain
      November 4, 2021 at 3:13 pm

      Real poetry with symbolism – metaphor…and how true, how very true.

      • November 4, 2021 at 3:17 pm

        Indeed it can be! Thanks Ain.

      • Christine Bolton
        November 4, 2021 at 11:38 pm

        Thank you Ain ☺️💕

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:27 pm

      Thank you Ingrid. In some way I think we can all relate to dandelions ☺️💕

  16. November 4, 2021 at 1:13 pm

    This is beautiful Christine! I love how you enhance the value of a sunflower and compare it to you. Love this….
    I grow where no one expects
    me to flourish, because I can

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 11:26 pm

      Thanks Dwight. I actually have a quote on my home page about dandelions and it inspired me today. and I used it s my prompt. 💕 ☺️

      • November 5, 2021 at 11:15 am

        It is amazing how we divide plants like we do people and say this one is special and this one is a weed, when both are beautiful!

  17. November 4, 2021 at 1:09 pm

    really lovely. and they make a great wine too!

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 5:33 pm

      Yes! That’s right. Thanks so much ☺️💕

  18. November 4, 2021 at 12:57 pm

    Excellent poem Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 10:18 pm

      Thanks Sadje☺️💕

      • November 4, 2021 at 11:19 pm

        You’re welcome

  19. November 4, 2021 at 12:43 pm

    Beautiful, I believe you nailed the conceit extended metaphor form.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 10:18 pm

      Thanks Ron. Much appreciated. ☺️💕

  20. November 4, 2021 at 11:40 am

    Love it, Christine. You and I are both contemplating flowers today.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 4, 2021 at 12:52 pm

      Thanks VJ. I’m going over there now to read it ☺️💕

      • November 4, 2021 at 3:40 pm

        Welcome

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