Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


Pressed Flowers


Pressed flowers,
Were blooming flowers,
Once upon a time,

Pressed flower's beauty,
Always stayed,
In my mind.


The petals fleshed out,
Only yesterday,
Turned into flatness today.


Flowered in dried-out form,
Spoke of their stories today.
They had so much to say.

Stories of bloom time flowers,
Stories of rapid rain showers.
Stories of sharing a garden,
And stories of wild abandon.


These pressed flowers knew everything

Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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