The Wildflower


The wildflower learned

To become a woman

And the woman learned

To save the world

And the world learned

Nothing

In return

Because the world

Is a dystopian sort of dysplasia

The world is the daze of the geisha

With her lips affixed tight

To the opium pipe

The world is the plight

Of an endless night

A war fought for naught

The world is the duping delight

In the taming of Mary Magdalene

The world is a stark naked Joan of Arc

At an orgy on Penny Lane

It’s in her ears and in her eyes

And the world despises itself

It left the lambs to fend off

The lions and the lions are so tired

From the miles spent roaming the world

And the world couldn’t care less

If they ever find a home

The world is the rain that drowns

The wildflower who learned

To become a woman

And the woman is still learning

To control the urge

To burn it all down

a. duncan, 2020

 


 

 

Featured Art:
‘Ophelia’ by female sculptor Sarah Bernhardt in 1880
‘Portrait of a Heart’ by Christian Schloe

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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

10 thoughts on “The Wildflower

  1. April, as always, the layers and knowledge that goes into this floors me nearly as much as the beauty and meanings of the words… ‘The world’… such an impossible place for a woman.

    “The world is the rain that drowns
    The wildflower who learned
    To become a woman”

    Only one of the parts that i love. But,

    Let’s go be wildflowers together, OK?
    Xoxox

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  2. I have to agree with Rachel.

    “The world is the rain that drowns
    The wildflower who learned
    To become a woman
    And the woman is still learning
    To control the urge
    To burn it all down”

    The depth and meaning that you voiced in your poetry is powerful.

    The ending of your lines does show an anger and frustration of wanting to burn the world down for what is happening in our world and how sometimes we can’t take it anymore. Woman must stand up all together and fight this system.

    I love this poem and I’m sorry I haven’t been posting in a while. Been writing new material and editing and perfecting the experimentation of my work. I’ll be back March 2nd. So really soon. 🙂

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