Plant Dreams
She is Queen of the Forest,
benevolent Sovereign of her
universe, every mound
of fertile soil her royal
playground. In this world
all life is an expression
of her will, touched
by a well-meaning hand.
She adores and protects
each greening leaf,
growing deep roots for
the sadness yet to come.
Do we know, without doubt,
what vegetation dreams about?
very imaginative and powerful.
ReplyDeleteenjoyed your talent.
have fun!
Very poignant write - enjoyed the flow immensely
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful! I love it. :-)
ReplyDeleteThis had a beautiful flow and I loved that last line. Lovely
ReplyDeleteThanks to each of you for your kind comments.
ReplyDeleteShort , yet deep and thought-provoking
ReplyDelete~MISH~
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Nico, this is lovely, and I was glad to see you at my blog, because folks who comment get the first visits back. The whole poem regarding the little girl and her roots, vs. the final kicker, akin to "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" (!) was the perfect ending. Leave us food for thought. Great stuff, Amy
ReplyDeletegreat layout of words. Beautiful poem. loved it.
ReplyDeletelove it.
ReplyDeleteHow are you?
ReplyDeleteWelcome join us for week 6 short story slam fun,
Bless you..
Keep it up!