Thursday, June 08, 2006

A Poem

Thursday, June 08, 2006
Oh,
Prairie Lily,
so offensively orange
like summer construction.
Not commonly found, yet
mockingly splayed across fields of wheat and canola
rare and delicate,
forever in the shadow of
Roses.

2 comments:

Miss Canthus said...

I know what you can do when you complete your degree!

BECOME A POET!!!!

The Yodler said...

A poem blossoms
Finds true beauty only when
You yodel it out