Barbarian Flower

From my walk this morning, a sketch-poem.

Barbarian Flower

22093_670364659764734_5614285125987475435_nYou invade and are everywhere at once,
the colour of speed, love and sacrifice.
Confusion.

The street and field; all points are yours.
A cold morning, this flower saved from falling.
Fragile.

Your dark eye is filled with sleeping seeds,
The endless possibilities of a garden dreaming.
Visionary.

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