Sunflower Journey
One point one miles it resides
from my house with its siblings
Planted, roadway ornaments
The largest in the contest
for who could get the most sun
it dominated its siblings
like Shaq along side DeVito
I watched it grow all summer
in my daily sojourns by
partial to these bonneted heads
With cold though came the droop
a searching for a cane sag
Earth is pulling it back down
the bonnets… faded away
I contemplate taking the head
stealing it, a wall trophy
to reclaim a memory
Instead I drive by again
It is frail and weakened now
but still standing, most defiant
Its siblings have all succumbed
I’ll watch the finish unfold…
Thankful for the lesson here
of a sunflower’s journey
‘here’ was used to keep the line at seven beats, which most are except one or two. Interesting, I will look at again, thanks Buk.
I imagined you driving by each day watching as the flower grew and then succumbed to time. I had a fascination (still do truth be told) with sunflowers as a child. There was a field by my house. Anything unusually large or small attracted me.
I love how you take the seemingly simplest of things and make a poem of them.x.