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Drone Fly by Mark Berkery

Poetry


A Blooming Reality (double ovillejo)

Lois Elaine Heckman

My mother once envisioned me
to be
a stately calla. How silly!
A lily!
That was what she sought,
but Iím not.
I canít comply to what she thought.
Even now sheís haunting me,
whispering sheís wanting me
to be a lily, but Iím not.

Iím a lowly dandelion,
tryiní
to survive the flow,
not to go
too high or take the lead.
To cede
this sunny smile is all I need.
I convolute with every gust
and curve to carry on; Iím just
trying not to go to seed.

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