Dandelion

Inspired by a book I read about gangs.

Raindrops glistening in the early morning sun

tears washed away 

any sign

of the previous night

No one to claim the body

No one but ghosts to hear the 

empty shell fall

soul lost to the streets

Only the dandelions growing in the cracks

of the sidewalk

keep the lost child company

while the body once so innocent

waits to be found by something 

other than the life that 

destroyed her

No one cared about her story

The dirty streets looked so appealing

The lure of freedom disguised the blood

underneath the unwanted flowers

that looked so pretty on the sidewalk

in the early morning sun

Reviews

[honeyleens]

"the lure of freedom disguised the blood/underneath the unwanted flowers" these was my favorite lines! interesting story you've told, quite despairing. very lovely imagery.

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:o OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!! I love it! Its truly beautiful! How the dandelions were the only things that accompany the murdered soul! GAH!...gorgeous! ^-^

[d]

i don't think i read the book.
i don't know what happened.
i do know that dandelions are worthwhile company.
they are strong, persistant they smell nice and are pleasant to the eye.
virtues....

their enemies will never extinguish them.
excellent role models.
(and they make great wine and salad's i'm told).
great company for "the lost child"

i never read the book, but inspiration makes a good poem

[Kiari Sabon]

very sad but i love it well done

[Althelia Marie Caine]

Once again, vivid imagery. After the first initial read through I closed my eyes and imagined the scene that played out. Very dark and eery. Nicely written. You have talent.