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Love set free captured in verse & imagery. Simply superb

Wallflower

Eyes lowered, separate from the crowd if you ignore her frowns,

Could this wallflower throw down the gauntlet of one party reveller- Time himself dozing before the stroke of midnight?

Or, Would this wallflower anticipate the daffodils, daisies and roses to save the day with clear cut stems of prosecco?

The  garden of gaiety pours out  bubbly conversations

 

Impervious to check if the seconds move forward.

Ignorant to an eternity  doomed to this New years eve of  2019

Bursts  of lavender- waft obscure   goals

a   hint to a future -proposing a nouveau depart without delay.

 

Red-faced by an anxious creeping Rosacea  attack

Wallflower cuts the vines tethering her from the wall tower.

Unveiled from the comfort familiarity penumbra.

 

Walking she becomes an unwanted eavesdropper attunes not just the laughter but the punch lines too.

music notes intermingle. A few casualties drowned out of feeble conversations

Whilst whistling  a lament to the blues

Eyes peer up – sordidly scans this once garden turned wild.

Junglist Wallflower  wilt not

Nor wither  a delay when  mere seconds  away from  unwaning entrapment

of existence.

 

 Threatened confinement to this moment

Never to feel the breath of another day.

never to leave this place & go home.

 

Mustering grande efforts   hands push further into the jungle depths

Navigating a path. Not once does she recoil?

Less apologetic her persistence carves out a  clearing to reveal stroke victim -Sir time.

An interruption with grace

so refined.

You’ve fallen asleep at an extremely important time.

Dressed up in Thyme  Time  awakes shuffles one then two steps forward,

 the jungle momentarily quietens

then corks released from restriction pop in Ecstacy

In the air are hanged notes of Celebratory songs

A new year to make life count.

Time over -foliaged stumble forward until he finds a chalice of wine.

turns his head  -Gratefully raises his glass directly to the shadow.

The wallflower is not there, here

nor around.

 

The wallflower is nowhere to be found.

A brief moment mingler she salvaged this space

Left the festivities subdued  without a sound

*Inspired by writers’ block, acrostic poetry turned free form. No masterpiece but I’ve finally written something down.*

Words are my moonshine

When you  feel you’re hanging on the vine,

Remember- a seed push forth a mighty sign.

You must  take the sunbeams and treasure what’s thine

Wild Kansas City is but one destination on the sign.

Take hope, light and lose the animosity,

for inside  you, there is no monstrosity

Get caught speeding in high velocity.

It’s not a train smash —  nor a catastrophe.

When you’re stuck in the middle of time.

Jump off the fence ‘cos that’s doing yourself a crime.

Don’t you let commoners  think your words cannot define,

Your value, worth and dreams are not benign.

Take it from the apple tree

He allows fruit to aid in his victory.

Oh don’t, hide like a willow tree

Cry, but remember you have a destiny.

Everything will start to — lookup —  allow the clouds to throw some shapes.

Open  them wide , mind expand — understand the lessons from life’s true greats.

You’re already one them-slightly chipped — still most valuable of porcelain plates.

Never doubt  what you can do —   take a leaf from natures golden ratio

You radiate when you guide the fates.

Lets’ lasso this  up and keep your spirit wild

Grow tall — never lose your inner child.

A silly poem  to spread to the crowd

Accept her quirks  — light-hearted, silly sap —  never lose a day when she has smiled.

*I Iwas inspired by the song ‘This little light of mine’. live, love, don’t hold as grudge. Remain true to who you are and you won’t stand alone for long.

 

 

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