Sunflowers Swim To Mars Poem by Wanda Swim Strunk

What’s on your mind
Is invading mine
Words hide inside
Skipping my lips and finger tips
Leaves me ill-equipped
The wonder of it all, wonderwall
Red as the fourth planet
Snakes for shoelaces
Tie me to the ground
Tickle me inside
Topple my issues
Search my vinyl
Un-simple reminder
Little girl in a big man’s world
Tucked inside a better-stay-put box
Gratitude with attitude
Fire by trial
Don’t get dirty
Just look pretty
Off with a wink and a smile