Dynamic imperceptible
seeds of the old marigolds
have begun to grow
I recognize their leaves;
how did they know I needed so
to see their glory again
Who told them?
A contest entry
- profundity in simplicity by james119.
625 points, ended July 10, 2008, 4 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Lovely poem here, and a great ending. It's good how the awareness grows with the marigolds and culminates in wonder.
Good work Thanks for entering
james -
Lovely poem
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