Wild Flowers
She grows as free as wildflowers
And the wind that blows open
the screen door
takes her away
The burdens she buried
The freedom she forged
A spirit unbroken
Unruly, unspoken
Left black and blue
To the hills she knew
Her fortitude spreads the seas
Sorrow derailed
A car and gas
No lover
No past
Sings at Paradise Inn
Whispered lace
Pure priceless face
Longing for life to begin
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Author:
Katie B. (
Offline) - Published: December 25th, 2025 07:30
- Comment from author about the poem: A young woman who is fleeing from a difficult relationship and starting over.
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
A sense of wild beauty and freedom of the wind. A lovely poem of open but lonely nature. Well done Happy holidays
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