Sunflowers in unusual places


Drive by

On train

We cruise by

I listen to music

I stare at the rows of old cars

Car graveyard

Then, I see them

In this uninviting place


Greeting the day

I smile

As the trains flys past them


My garden brought to life


My blooming garden of life
Some friendships in my life are blossoming
I’m watering them regularly
They face the sun and take in her rays
I give and take – we all do just fine

There’s a lot I neglected to water
And are starting to wilt
The stem slumped downward
There’s some I haven’t watered my entire life
And are in full bloom
These are people
Who have grown attached to me

There are a select few though,
I think I gave too much loving care to
I over watered and exposed to too much sun light
The one cream white rose
I didn’t mean to
I just wanted a budding romance
Cream white roses that whisper passion and love
And these flowers pink coral, a delicate kind and

My favorite ones are somehow saturated with this poison
My lower lip is trembling
As the metaphorical poison
Corrodes then shatters my heart
Like a mirror someone struck

So left in my garden
Are the weeds which are people
Who aren’t fond of me
Then there are lilies my gal pals
Next a bush of blood red roses
Those are like boys, gorgeous but everyone with a thorn
Then there are the ones that have always been there
The daffodils and daisies and carnations – my family
Followed in close secession by the few foxgloves my closest and dearest
And then the dead ones
And those unpredictable ones
A four leaf clover maybe bring luck
But what about a thin layer of poison ivy coating my heart
A garden is a place where balance is brought to
My soul, I am currently looking for it