Plucking PetalsA Poem by Josh MatteoHere is a poem I wrote after taking my IB Bio HL test which incidentally has a lot of plants on it, hence the highly technical terms.I sit in my backyard, Alone on the dead grass Plucking petals off a dandelion. He loves me, I love
him not The weeds surround my entire body, Nearly enveloping me with their tendrils, Creeping closer and closer with every breath. He loves me, I love
him not
The brown grass crunches under my titanic weight, Not turgid anymore with the fluids filling it’s cellulose, But now flaccid, limply laying down its chloroplasts to die. He loves me, I love
him not The petals of the yellow flower have dissipated and are now
off with the breezes, Swimming across the air, floating in the nearby streams,
anywhere but here, And I sigh deeply sitting in my backyard with a naked flower
in my palms He loves me, I love Him Not © 2012 Josh MatteoAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJosh MatteoSanta Ana, CAAboutMy name is Josh, I go to school in upstate NY. Any questions just ask. -Josh Matteo more..Writing
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