Walls protect you as you move,
I’ve built them too high to scour.
Leading with survival instinct
demands the thickest of skin.
Flattened ears always on guard
lowering my gaze won’t happen.
Open range feels like freedom
without risking vulnerable parts.
Envious of those built to shield
rare are those called sheepdogs.
Wild doesn’t mean being obvious,
a quiet strategy is what it takes.
Labeled by image not by action
lacerates straight through reality.
Feral flourishes inside of silence
leaving chaos to bloom and grow.
On the run when I’m standing still,
what else did you expect from me?
Energy must eventually be expelled,
rather than remain inside to fester.
grasses are laughing
shrub and tree leaves are dancing
in rain sun sits out
weary walls whisper willfully while withdrawing
Sponsor’s Name: Nette Onclaud
Contest Title: Monoklitteration Poetry Contest
Date of Poem: May 31, 2025
as the dance ends ~ the wallflower comes to life
through window, wishing wallflower watches wafting wind wave wild rose, weeps
word chosen: wallflower 17 Syllables. Checked HMS
Contest Name: MONOKLITTERATION Date Posted 30th May 2025
" I was not bitter by any means but I was surprised that this didn't even rate an honorable mention" The Poet ...For Screwed Xxi Current Poetry Contest Sponsored by Rob Carmack
wilting wallflower with whimsical ways - watching waltzes while wishing
wispy wallflower wallowing waltzes while walking with a woozy wobble
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on May 29, 2025 for contest MONOKLITTERATION sponsored by NETTE ONCLAUD - RANKED 4TH
jilted wallpaper flower ~ sours and appalls when blooms are sprawled as scours
Blooming flower in Spring's light,
Petals blooming without fright.
Wandering breezes yet to grow,
Still moving ever slow.
Sunshine touching the skin,
Light finding the areas within.
Sweet fragrance of Morning's dew,
How can I ever forget the scent of you?
Your thorny Rose draws blood,
An emotional sky lets loose a flood.
Tears from the clouds to help you grow,
Your roots hushing the rivers full of Roe.
Awaken pretty flower to the Sun's light,
Soak in the warmth after the Moon's light.
All the darkness from the Night's cold,
Turns the forthcoming dawn's brilliant light into gold.
i saw in the mirror, a reflection of mine
the wallflower that fade and shine
standing atop in the war against my fears
demolished the walls, became a people pleasure
made friends that spew out poison
nothing good came from letting pretenders into my life
took off that mask and enjoyed my own company
now i have someone, a true friend of mine
I am a wallflower,
Tall yet not.
And despite my lush colors,
I’m stuck in one spot.
I see everything,
From arguments and friends.
I can even see
How the television ends.
I often wonder,
Why am I?
To be stuck on a wall
For them and not I.
Why am I here?
Wilting and withering away.
Shouldn’t it be better,
If I didn’t stay?
I am a wallflower,
I’m stuck in one spot,
Yet despite my lush colors,
I wish I was not.
wallflower was she
not noticing he
he asked her to dance
her heart did a prance
It is only now,
As I bathe in the sun,
That I notice you,
Little one.
I recognise you
In this light
And yet you’ve always been here
Smiling bright,
Watching wise
as the seasons sing,
Waiting for me to love
the little things
And now, as I sit here
soaking the rays
I declare I will return
Even on the rainy days.
Watching people like it’s sport
Amber smile the winning sort
Lovely lips repeat a joke
Laughs on cue as you hope
Fuchsia fears hidden well
Looking for exit despite sitting there
Onyx knight full of silver stars
Wishing to leave soon by car
Evening close to an end
Romantic night just begins
My luck, much like a wallflower
that never sought attention
Fortune blinked! Her coyest smile
invited apprehension
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