Dandelion Wishes
Carried listlessly through
the breeze.
Or mowed down.
Dandelion wishes to children
curses and nuisances to adults
banished by poisonous potions
dispensed by a wand.
Dandelion chains
childhood fun, with
small suns.
A weed
spotting manicured lawns
they don’t belong.
About the Creator
R.R.Hannaman
I have been writing a lot of stories and poems for a long time. It is nice to have a place to share it. I like to write about varying topics in my poem. I am constantly working on my world building and stories about my world Avaboya.
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It's nearly one AM and I just got back from my third wedding of the four in this last month alone, and I have always been alone. I hide behind my camera to pretend to be useful, hide behind a safety net of skill set. So I do not have to confront the loneliness that is sleeping alone when everyone else seems to have a partner to crawl into bed with. I love the time spent with those who decided I was worth the 30-plus dollars per plate they decided to spend on me, and I do not need to have a partner on these occasions, but it would be nice to have someone notice, me. See when I am in the corner because they know I need time to recharge and to kiss me on the head until the time has come to leave. Maybe that's the problem about being a professional storyteller, I dream of something that isn't meant for me.
By Rilee Arey3 days ago in Confessions
Comments (3)
I love the comparison between what it means to children and adults. Loved your poem!
Most wishes never come true : )
Fantastic poem!