Array
(
[sid] => 183930
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Resonance
[time] => 2017-02-17 05:14:56
[hometext] => petaled wonders- people poem is a metaphor on the individuality of human beings and associative drama
[bodytext] =>
Petaled wonders all;
some, in greeting the morning sun,
smile sincerely as a blessed touched person.
Other flowers carry on,
soaking the gift
with nary a turn, a flush to the raw source
that makes purple purple, green green, yellow yellow.
The field allows all;
equal dirt, equal sun, without prejudice.
Flowers live, get trampled, blown, torn and sprawl
in the field of changes,
yet ever the same
for every petal, stem, shades of all.
As one leaves another grows,
perhaps to sing in joy or limply stow a ride
on the morning living tide;
They come again in color, to play as others played,
to shed as others fled,
to rejoice or notice nothing,
to cry in pain or wonder what//'//s for dinner.
Such majestic opera;
happening every morning, every moment
in every field,
in kitchens and living rooms of
marble to dirt,
but every flower
is still a flower,
and so, of worth.
[comments] => 2
[counter] => 337
[topic] => 25
[informant] => Invierno
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 0
[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => MiscPoems
)
If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=183930 |