Wildflower

Wildflower

A Poem by J.howard87

Wild flower
Let us not complicate this association by getting too scientific.
When people see a wildflower,
they view a vibrant, colorful, number of petals engulfing a very fertile core.
They see that core amongst the layers of an uncommon presence, and they appreciate the posture of it's being. It is automatic to the people who view it. It is involuntary to those who are seduced by it.
Grown deep, wether from concrete, rock, sand, or soil, your colors flourish by the push of pure nature, and those who see it become envious of florists.

© 2014 J.howard87


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Added on May 4, 2014
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J.howard87
J.howard87

new york, NY



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I am disposable. Immerse, contradictory,satisfying and potent. I am deranged, passive and intense. I am many things, but I am here. more..

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