Saturday, January 24, 2009

weed in the gutter.

wordless beauty
that nobody sees.
safe from the sight 
of repulsive humanity

safe.

quietly living
growing and blooming against
the unfair obstacles forced upon you.

concrete.



[dear reader, this is a terrible poem. but i wanted to express something, so i attempted. but i want to go to bed, and unedited, i've failed]

3 comments:

IAmLucasJC said...

The more I read it, the more I like it.
Don't diss yourself so much.
<3

charlie said...

juno juno juno

Ben said...

Your poem reminds me of what my grand mother used to say. She said : Your lover is a beautiful flower that needs to be kept in your heart safe and secure from those who don't deserve it. Your peom makes the perception of having a beautiful love and givingness but having a big barrier to express and spread it. Well done job on it Juno