A Bud Becoming Poem by Karin Holloway
A Bud Becoming
A bud, becoming, blossoming
In dew, adieu to you.
Sweetly drawn, I drew
The same diagram.
Love sham
Of shameless trembling
And pulsing petals.
The flowers I've become
Have all resembled one:
Expanding endlessly
Without a sun.
My roots give life
My bush will thrive.
Thorny love.
I will to take,
stick in your side
A blue blood bride.
Oh, to become a cat
And purr!
This potted life
I'd soon abjure.
An emotional sea
Envelopes me
Tossed torn
I gasp thrice.
It is beautiful to see one as you writing from pure heart on fire! great stuff, may your life never lose this intensity!
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4/19/2024 3:19:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
what a zest! life has always been the most complex of thoughts every human being, educated and savage alike, kept on contemplating within, and found answers immense, but with no perfection, as the birth and death of millions of cells in the fleshy domain on the bone structure. well, this is first time i read any of your verse. God Bless. Let me answer your personal mail to me, reviewing my 'memory birds', Papyrus Vs Blogs' and the 'Less Concerned'.