Fine and dandy


how wonderful, how wild and free they say

before using their cruel fingers to crush delicate petals

no screams, no tears come to reward their viciousness

just a raw moaning deep within that remains unheard

what need? what want drives this savagery?

they bruise skin, yet recall it fondly

and when they blow away seeds and wish me away

do they know my roots are still strong?

do they know I will survive this storm too?

~Melanie Thomason




Filed under Poetry

4 responses to “Fine and dandy

  1. The strong roots of a survivor who can survive any storm. Wonderful poem. Definitely wonderful.

  2. Pingback: Fine and dandy โ€” Wordifull | Rethinking Life

Your Words:

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s