winter wildflower -
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oh tell me what's this ruse, my little friend?
proud petals spread and reaching for the sun
did you not think that you should be undone
by all the winter white the heavens send?
I wonder, can you wriggle rooty toes
dug deep beneath the frozen permafrost?
and what will your proud exhibition cost
when that chill winter mistral lastly blows?
I think, perhaps, you're quite a bit like me
not satisfied with summer's briefer tides
how quickly all that magic came and died
not ready yet, to set those passions free
so, know our meeting isn't just by chance
‘twas no mistake you blossom in the cold
you've given me a message, rich as gold
to make the most of every circumstance
for life's the grandest miracle, indeed -
and you are far too charmed … to go to seed.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Early November 2018 Any Form Or None" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Seasonal Or Unseasonal" Poetry Contest, Kim Rodrigues, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2018
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