I'm seeking out springtime
And discover blossoms
That resemble lips;
I kiss them pretending
They're hers, the budding promise
Of velvet pink petals, tips
Opening ever so slightly
Just for me,
Their fragrance beckons,
I must come closer…
I am an explorer in a world
That's bright and lovely and
Oh-so-new.
As I serenade,
A dew forms a
Bead that sparkles
Prismatic colors dancing
Proud, bold
No longer afraid
Or hidden away
From the cold.
I have to catch my
Breath as I dive into
The depths of
Uncharted waters.
And when the neighbors wonder what
In the world I'm on
I'll say
it's her,
it's her,
it's her…
As I fully enjoy
Every
single
flower.
About the Creator
Bex Jordan
She/They. Writer. Gardener. Cat-Lover. Nerd. Always looking up at the sky or down at the ground.
Profile photo by Román Anaya.
Instagram: @UmaSabirah
Reader insights
Outstanding
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Top insights
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Comments (5)
This poem gave me a lot to think about - well done!
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Stunning!! Really love your work, Bex. The final lines, "I'll say it's her, it's her, it's her…As I fully enjoy Every single flower." conclude the piece so nicely (also just realised I haven't been subscribed to you until now, so I'm fixing that immediately haha)
Wow, Bex! This is superb! So evocative, so textured...just yummy. I have chills.
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