09 April 2016



Vulnerable tulip, why don’t you hide?
Don’t you know pounding rain will destroy you?
Petals drink, drink, drink despite the tide
from winded shots of Nature’s abundance.

I would find shelter, while you say you’d die
if hidden; that your joy is blooming bright—
that we who turn from self for safety lie
and must face storms if ever we want Light.

Poem 8 for April (poetry month) inspired by  and its prompt for Day Eight which is to write about a flower.

*Note:  All April poem-a-day poems are rough drafts awaiting revision.

Copyright © 2016 Susan L. Chast


Sherry Blue Sky said...

That is a very wise tulip! I loved this, Susan.

olorielmoonshadow said...

Flowers can teach us so much! That even under the guzzling rain, we should always strive and believe in the light.
Lovely poem, I love the juxtaposition of our human nature and the nature of the flower.