Those Small Yellow Flowers

Those Small Yellow Flowers

A Poem by GypsyMoonCat
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When we mourn for what WAS, we forget to celebrate what IS.

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A beautiful day beckons but I don’t see it
Instead I sit in dark, clouds hovering,
showering misery and thoughts of
other times, other people
things I can’t forget, or change

I think of rolling hills, ‘roo’s fighting 
the changing hue of grass and land
the dryness, the drought colours
the isolation of that place compared
to my busy city life


I followed the need to leave
and now don’t understand 
the need to return that arises
every time I think I might just
like it where my feet now rest
amongst small yellow flowers


Is contentment a state we, in truth, abhor?
That we strive to attain
but once it comes, is thrown to the winds
because we want more?


I have spent many days wishing
I could go back and fight harder
Rise above what drove me out
but I am here in a black hole 
remembering and mourning


And then ... I think of him, 
the one who made my heart glow
Who talked and listened,
turning me around with his rawness
The one I can’t live without
and I know it makes this misery okay because
I’d miss him so much, 
it would be like a knife
driven through that glowing heart


So I glance out the window and see
rolling hills, trees thriving after rain
grass so green and lush, it is breathtaking
and those small yellow flowers ...


... tiny kittens running and playing
The identical chicks who
cheep and twitter under attentive hens
Our little dog who lives for attention and love


And I realise that life is what you make it;
that I need this mourning 
so that the next morning
of the next beautiful day

I will shine like those small yellow flowers


© 2017 GypsyMoonCat


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Added on October 2, 2016
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GypsyMoonCat
GypsyMoonCat

South Durras, NSW, Australia



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I write mainly poems, but sometimes do the odd short story or flash fiction. I love poetry, although I'm not keen on the modern three line style, so you won't see many, if not ANY, of those! Been writ.. more..

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