Insomnia (hooray). I forgot to water the cat, so she woke me up squalling, and now I can't get back to sleep - so I thought I'd do some squalling of my own on the Bay. This is new, written by the sleep-deprived... Ref: A Knight's Tale

"as the sun misses the flower"

or shall we say
in a wholly apathetic
narcissistic way?

does the sun miss the flower?
and can it thrive
if thus deprived of virtue?

when winter's harsh reflection
casts back frigid light to span
celestial inky night

what flower could compare
and where
should flower grow

in a world that's built of snow?

Poetry by StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-06-10 at 08:51

Tags Narcissism  Flower  Snow 

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This is beautiful and almost surreal in a way that leaves me most curious and also a bit jealous! ;) Well done.

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Commentally Ill
sometimes life's lessons must be learned the hard way. such as "water the cat before bed."

thumbs up! :)


Rob Graber
That's some fine squalling: sensitive, subtle, and euphonious. The poem has something of the Emily-Dickinsonian about it. I love the astronomical imagery and the witty comparison of the flower to winter. Bravo!

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Snow Pharmaceutical dispenses excellent cat flowers

Its lovely, clever, well constructed and thought I love it:)

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
A curious question posed in a very eloquent fashion. Well done!