Posted in Photography, Poetry

wild honey

Lotus unfolding -poems
to tell stories
her 3rd grade painting
gift wraps the hidden feelings
foretold -growing.

She practices pirouettes
the mirror reflecting
long, lean days that rise,
an age in messages
of rose-petal blessings.

Her mind insists
nothing will be right -to him
wild honey tastes sweet
and in between the crevices
he finds her safe tonight.

5 thoughts on “wild honey

    1. Hey Rita, i see your posts but im not able to click “like”. ??? The button has disappeared… but i will tell you, your counterclockwise piece…. AMAZING!!! ❤️👏🏻

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