dandelions

there’s something
gruesome
about tulips

the way they lie
beneath
the fallen leaves

neat tufted rows
planted in a cold
earthen casket

where colour
slips off everything
old and new

closed blooms
crawl through
a muddy tomb

I much prefer
a random gathering
of dandelions

the haphazard way
they scatter
laughing at the light

tiny torches
bright yellow pinwheels
spin on windy hillsides

spent in the burn
and sway of a
scorching summer’s day

– Christi Moon

© Christi Moon, All rights reserved

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I curate The Poet by Day, and am a freelance writer, poet, content editor, and blogger. The Poet by Day [jamiededes.com] is an info hub for writers meant to encourage good but lesser-known poets, women and minority poets, outsider artists, and artists just finding their voices in maturity. The Poet by Day is dedicated to supporting freedom of artistic expression and human rights. Email thepoetbyday@gmail.com for permissions, commissions, or assignments. I am also the founding editor of "The BeZine" and manage all associated actives there. Email: bardogroup@gmail.com

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