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Poem: “The Flower”

by on Jan 22, 2012 in Poetry
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The Flower

Twisting, strangling itself
To see

The flower is mad
Ever seeking the most beautiful

Of seven different suns
Moved by every wind

Indulging every mad whim, sapped of strength
Now weak and flattened to the grasses

The flower must choose
One Sun or die

Michele Marie


Michele Marie is a poet and creative writer from Illinois.
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