Dainty minds touch fresh
Drops of morning dew
Upon the sands of flesh
Untainted, born new
Hushed cicadas warming
In the building breeze
Their sirens as warning
Emit from static trees
White rosebud parted
Exposed fragrances soft
To the air, uncharted
Becomings cast aloft
Minuscule debris trapped
in hazy numbers belonging
Nowhere, spreading, overlapped
Plant the seed in longing
Fortnight rained, clarity untold
Dismissed in shadows
unnumbered reminiscences unfold
Wavering sentiments disclose
aspirations silently languish
Roots intentions cleft
Naive blossoms in anguish
Autumn’s beauty bereft
—amanda maurer
Flommist Amanda Maurer likes art and bugs. She is also an introverted artist with a lot to say. Heavy tea drinker. Finds joy in simple aspects of life. Copyright © 2017 Amanda Maurer.
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