tomorrow’s sunflower

hollered phrase
comforted by a whisper
let it ride
through hollow ancient times
bypassing today’s onlookers
caressed by tomorrow’s sunflower
its yellow reminder
that without love
it really doesn’t matter

by mary ann blinkhorn

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20 thoughts on “tomorrow’s sunflower

  1. alvason says:

    l’amour, c’est tout, hein?

    I always like your putting-together of words … “hollow ancient times”, for example. And I’m not usually one for poetry πŸ™‚

  2. sedge808 says:

    Like

  3. Maxi says:

    …comforted by a whisper. Fabulous, M.A. May it always be.
    blessings ~ maxi

  4. clinock says:

    a beauty Mary Ann and although it sometimes seems there’s no love there always is if we remain open…

  5. Raani York says:

    Beautiful poem, Mary Ann! I like it very much! πŸ™‚

  6. penpusherpen says:

    making me feel as if I can’t wait for tomorrow sunflower. x

  7. mhdriver says:

    I don’t usually read poetry but I’ve been reading yours and I like it. Thank you for sharing.

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