Flowers Make Terrible gods

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSKnZMnMlTw This is where I read my poetry.

I picked a twisted flower in
an unkempt garden.
I kept it for a while.
Without roots, the flower
didn't last.  I barely did.

There were many  
flowers in my younger days.
I loved picking them and
keeping
them close.

In the end, they
all died or blew away.
I felt empty, blood moon
sad.

Such a young fool in
those sizzling summer
nights.
Flowers make terrible
gods.

Author's Note

My recently published books are available on Amazon.
Seedy Town Blues and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse
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my web site www.thomaswcase.com

Reviews

[red93]

Yes the folly of our youthful selves Thomas. I tremble when I think of some of the stuff I got up to, particularly @ Uni. We were lucky to survive it all (touch wood). Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Thomas W Case]

Very true. Thank you, my friend.

[Dylan Macadham]

a Thoughtful write, hits home.
I guess , like flowers, we humans need good roots too.

[Thomas W Case]

Yes. Thanks for the comment.

[Arundass TP]

Flowers are cultural symbols particularly in Asian countries like Bharat. I love flowers and it's fragrance. Great poem

[Thomas W Case]

Thanks, my friend. I appreciate it.