Wallflower Green

aDarkerMind

wallflower green.

it was the crawl that broke my sleep.

of root and veil it came and crossed command.

it has inherited my looks of age 

bit my tongue with it's flame-proof manifest.

he knows best when he knows less of me.

it was the lemon through the trees

the half-baked quartz on a paralyzed trapeze

that stood as paper-bag in a twin mask larp.

it was fiction. it was green.

it came with sword from the carbon of a six

from a mango tree in it's early morning fix.

it is 6 o'clock with a world at half asleep.

a day to point my feet to the southern cross

to mourn my loss of less important things.

I have a ton of wood to peel and plant

hide it's cries in the glass-eyes of it's god

wallflower green

by his own hand

of root and veil

it came and crossed command;

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2024 13:57
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 21
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
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  • Teddy.15

    How very true the show must go on. Beautiful and most profound dearest Melvin. 🌹

  • Thomas W Case

    Powerful work. I love your use of language.

  • Alan R

    he knows best when he knows less of me...this is a really beautiful line!

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you Alan.

      very much appreciated.



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