Possession

No flower ever looked as lovely

In a vase of porcelain

Or crystal

As it did thriving

Amongst the green

Yet we pick them

Carry them indoors

So our senses may wring

Every fleeting fragment

Of living color and scent

Beauty

As they wither and fade

Possessed

For our pleasure

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4 thoughts on “Possession

  1. loved this…I know I have been a bit MIA lately, my apologies…love your poetry, and now that summer is fading, hope to get more reading time…this piece…lol, SO TRUE!!!! and love the second layer that my eyes see in it..a good soulish write.

    • Thanks, Lady Day. I haven’t been posting much poetry this summer. I’m hoping to start adding stuff here a little more regularly.

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