Poetry
My Tulips
A poem written by an elephant fly
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2 min readJun 25, 2024
I will tiptoe
Light as Tinkerbell
Tink-tink
Tippy-tink
Dancing nimbly up the handrail
Slippy-tink
Tippy-tink
No branch is too thin
As I rustle across the canopy
Forever green
Forever young
Once
I was tempted
To step lightly
In fresh tilled soil
A trap
Set by worms
Blind and indifferent
Never again
I kissed the earth but once
And spent weeks
Scrubbing my face
My lips
Were raw
Unkissed
Tsk-tink
Never never
Bright on the blossoms
Light as dew
Never-muck
Never mind
Tulips are fine
But too close
To the dirt