Thresha Reese Poet Verse

Tending a Flower

Foregone is my freedom
My future and it's conclusion
My most detached relationship
To myself now subject
To scathing privately
In installments with you.

Now I confided
“He tends a garden”

How was I to express
Without existential anguish
This irrational leap of faith?
Subjugated or subsidized
It bankrupted my reason
So far-gone was my longing

I was invited to a task.
My lesson was to refute life.
Something I had 
Already accomplished.

So I confided.
“He tends a flower”

Half-witless or absent minded
I felt no connection 
To your thankless doctrines
And I waited patiently at the end
Of whatever road I had taken
For my choice attendant.

And I confided
“He tends to Petunia”

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Susan Ashley September 19, 2017 at 8:42 PM What a great poem Thresha, deep of thought. Your first two lines hooked me and had me line for line from start to finish. A really fascinating and fantastic write. Enjoyed!

Silent One September 18, 2017 at 7:00 AM wow.. this is an amazing poem.. This is really deep... I think he should have paid more attention to his rose...