With one look they can change people's woeful despair
with their oversized petals of gold, unaware of attention they garner with impassive flair by the odd passers-by, a hushed whisper of wind gently sweeps without care, as if nothing's awry. As the sun tracks the sky, it is followed by those pretty sunflower faces, together they pose in a field of poetry harboring prose, and if only they could, they'd uncover their stalks and set out for, who knows? without limits, for good!
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AuthorJack has published over 350 poems in his career, many with his own photography. He specializes in a view of the commonplace and Americana. Archives
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