My flowers for you

Flowers can be that, loving colours,
living in a meadow no one sees them,
where no one has ever been,
still giving all,
till death takes them away.

I want to find flowers never seen,
from within my mind to say
I would not be alive without you,
but just a body with no source nor goal,
some homesick bones travelling in skin.

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Comments on: "My flowers for you" (8)

  1. Touchingly beautiful. Last line is perfection.

  2. Thank you very much! 🙂

  3. This is really moving Ina but quite sad I feel

    Love and hugs

    Christinexx

    • Hi Christine thank you very much. It wasn’t meant to be sad! 🙂 I suppose the bones in skin are a bit dark 🙂
      Love and hugs
      Ina

  4. A beautiful love poem

    David

  5. ‘Flowers can be that, loving colours,
    living in a meadow no one sees them…’

    I love this ‘idea’ of how ‘recognition’ is not necessary for being.

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