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As I am hurried up
the Wall Street
subway stairs,
in the first flash
of sun
so much depends upon
the pink daisy
tucked
in the woman’s hair
dark as my own.
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After Winter
Everyday walking
becomes bouyantly
pattering footsteps.
He holds up
a surprise present:
purple bowing wild flowers,
and from within
strong growth rings,
tightly rolled
silky secret love
unfurls,
a faint grape wine aroma
nearer than I knew.
3 responses to “A Pair of Flower Poems”
Just lovely Jade =) Lovely!
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So pretty! Love them both.
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Thank you. 🙂
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