How can you look at this
and not see
a political statement?!
The obvious juxtaposition
of fresh and dried; of fruit
and seed; of sharp and soft;
of stiff and flowing…
Texture, size, density;
color, habit, origin;
and all gathered together
in one gorgeous, harmonious
blended whole.
Maybe florists
should run the world.
sarahw
I liked this poem. We could do worse than florists running the world.