Emily Simenauer

Rookie (08/11/1993 / Monroe, Michigan)

No Floating Seed - Poem by Emily Simenauer

Like the Painted Lady butterfly
Through hell and turmoil I shall fly
Through a gossamer or windy storm
To get back to the place where I was born
Although I once tried to be like a weed
Projecting freely to a floating seed
growing its roots wherever it shall fall
I cannot be like this, no not at all
Because I have always had a home it seems to be
And that's with you when your'e with me


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is about missing home.

Comments about No Floating Seed by Emily Simenauer

  • Gold Star - 35,597 Points Gajanan Mishra (8/16/2013 10:31:00 AM)

    good love, you are with me, I like it.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013


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