Bougainvillea
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my words are like the creeping vine of a bougainvillea
they climb and intertwine
words are shadows on the wall of time- poems the flowers
bougainvillea . . .
with thorny spikes like the struggle of life
a nestled bloom within
with a sweet petal protection
hiding the scars on my soul and I am chained to this vine,
scrambling, struggling, colliding and tumbling down
words flutter for release
dripping from my pen a bougainvillea vine curling
I am fighting . . .
for soon my safe fortress will be vine ravaged
with bougainvillea crawling
vines drape over me like a net
yet words still stir beyond this thick curtain of bougainvillea . . .
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March 19, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/Bougainvillia
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1126-004-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Bougainvillea
sponsor, Craig Cornish
Twelveth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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