A Flower Unfolding
 

I am a flower unfolding
to its decadent ending
A bird in flight
Who has lost his way home
A rider on the storm
forever calling
The crisp love of
a child's innocent
hug
I am the man who was
caught shouting
in the middle of the street
at the moon one night
The lover who died
the death of a thousand cuts
The clown running
with his trousers falling
the crying boy
at his mother's distress
wondering why the heart
goes through so many
prosaic maulings
Here i am unfolding
this morning on this quiet
chair
inside this winter morning
dormant and ready
and the spring is rising
already and calling
over the meaningful
winter bird song

Lovely poem Joe Mc.

http://www.chrysalis.com.au/images/L...flower-828.jpg

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Thank you. That is a rather superb picture. Is that your work ? Thanks for sharing :)

Enjoyed your poem, Joe ... and your little sketch was amazing, sentient.

Poignant and lovely.

Hi Joe,
I know we are not to copy and paste somebody else’s poems, but your sensitive poem immediately reminded me of Michael Leunig, so I posted one of his cartoons, to introduce him to you, because I felt that you might enjoy looking at his works.

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Thank you Silver.

Woww ! I'm blown away by that cartoon, Now you mention it i've seen it before but not so often. Thank you for sharing that, i have to say i think its the most beautiful thing that's anyone's ever shared with me on Sf and Sf poetry...so a big thank you for that resonation. I really look forward to looking over his work and will let you know what i think if that is ok. All the best from the Shamrock Shore, (Ireland of course :D )

:smile: Thank you BT. Bless.

Glad that Michael’s drawing helped to convey my sentiment towards your poem.

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