Open Poetry #39 |
Flowers of Fruition |
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since 2006-05-08
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Flowers of Fruition In barren soil there is no hope for emergent energy Notwithstanding the potent love of the sun There will be no flowers of fruition Without the warm sun emblazon on the fertile mire, Where brown earth dreams an orgasmic green inside, There will be no flowers of fruition When the sunshine cheeks to cheek with the mire To bring the souls combined as two and one There will be flowers of fruition And seasons will fade the suns love shining Leaving her to forget her lost dreams Soon dead her flowers of fruition Just as so, sometimes the earth is scorched from a star Flinching back from a heat too searing Burning up flowers of fruition Once gone and dead, a new season springs again For where and when conditions are the best Flowers of fruition living and dying I am the two-toed wanderer |
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