A Living Curl

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t in complete love with Nature. So when Sanaa’s Prompt Nights asked for poems that sprouted “when [one was] besotted with green”, I had a chat with my container garden. A twisted leaf, from one of my wee grapefruit plants, spoke the loudest. 😉

“A Living Curl”

I
am a living curl
in the must-be-straight
and normal
of society’s garden.

I
am no one’s
black or white sheep
(my fabric is of luscious
green).

I
sparkle
with my own luster
and live with the rest,
but…

I always remain only me.

 

Grapefruit Leaf

43 thoughts on “A Living Curl

  1. Gorgeous!! Sigh I can feel its positive energy blooming to and fro 😀
    Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating Magaly.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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