Sunflower Seed

December 8, 2011
By queer_fish SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
queer_fish SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
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Lying on the cold pavement,
A mere seed awaiting a horrid fate,
I stare up at the tranquil blue sky.

Nostalgic for the delightful days of old,
The fairy-tale life of the past,
I smile at my good friend, the sun.

He was an everyday visitor to my old home,
His bright, warm, shining face,
Unfailing, pleasant, comforting.

But this beautiful life did not last.

My glorious mother had been unwell for days,
Her luscious stem turning brown,
Her yellow hair falling down.

On the day her head began to droop,
A dark form cast its shadow on our home,
Blocking out the sun’s beaming face.

Looking up at the towering mysterious figure,
Panic gripped my tiny heart –
But worse horrors were still to come.

With a long gleaming blade,
Quickly, seemingly without a scruple,
The form chopped off my mother’s head.

Shrieking in fright as I and my family
Plummeted toward the ground,
I felt the evil brute catch us in mid-air.

Total darkness then surrounded us,
And we were roughly shaken about,
Separating mother from children.

Some of us youngsters were grabbed right away,
To become seeds for future mothers.
The rest remained in the dark enclosure,
Destined for another fate.

So here I lie.
Food for the birds,
Awaiting the end.

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This article has 4 comments.

on Jan. 2 2012 at 1:35 pm
queer_fish SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 26 comments
Thanks Miss VIP. :)

on Dec. 31 2011 at 10:44 pm
alwaysfallingfurther, Shavano Park, Texas
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That seed has so much feeling :) This is amazing! Keep up the great work!

on Dec. 31 2011 at 6:47 pm
queer_fish SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 26 comments
Wow. Thanks so much much for your wonderful feedback and comments. You are very kind. :)

VegHead SILVER said...
on Dec. 30 2011 at 10:44 am
VegHead SILVER, Como, Texas
6 articles 0 photos 9 comments
This is an utterly beautiful poem. Great personification and metaphor. Honestly, good poems don't get enough attention. GREAT job.


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