Which Flower Will You Pick?

From my Old Poems collection

Photo by Colter Olmstead on Unsplash

You cut away the bougainvillea
For growing fierce and lovely wild
And breaking down your walls of sorts
The lonely stones that you compiled

You won’t abide those flaming flowers
Stretching always toward the sun
Perhaps some placid morning glories
That close their eyes when day is done



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Elle Beau ❇︎

Elle Beau ❇︎

Dispelling cultural myths with research-driven stories. My favorite word is “specious.” Not fragile like a flower; fragile like a bomb! Twitter @ElleBeau