fireworks

a firework goo explodes when you pick it up,
flower of flashy power,
flower like a flash of flash,
flushed
crushed
engulfed
vanished
flower of moment
moment of beauty
beauty of youth
youth of life
life of flaws
flaws of hope
hope of darkness

darkness of heart
heart of darkness.

Written on 28 August 2014,
a re-capture of stream of consciousness looking at my mushroom garden.

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Poet | Modernist | Momentographer in search of lost time, and the little miraculous moments View all posts by emmalhy