Wildflower

Wildflower Known to the blind Goes unseen by the proud Known to the wind Sways her head to its strings Rough and beaten down Her tears weigh heavily upon the ground Edges sharp as blade Potent fumes—-in your face The sun and rain know her name Freedom in the wild Keeps her alive Whatsoever season, she’ll survive In her chamber place She’s sublime Bountiful And alluring Is her stride In the vase Out of place Out of nature’s grace She withers away Under the morning sun She’s golden in the face With rain, her tears are swept away Arms stretched to the sky A speck of light in the dark Picked by strange hands Her heart beats fast One step taken on chance Hearts, stars and moons Memories of a happy place A smile upon her face Marckincia Jean Free verse 11/03/19