purple heart
you can always get in
if you have the right key
but the sun glare might blind you
and the scent will intoxicate
and you will find yourself
asleep on the ground
in a field filled with poppies
red white and blue
flag waving
petal cloud sky
your wounds will change color
scars will form
bones will knit
holes and pain and fear
become distant memories
red and blue
will fade to violet
you might smell lavender
or the pepper of lupine
monkshood will tower over you
baptisia will offer shade
in the rose-filled secret garden
behind thorns and cold stone fences
if you have the right key
you can always get in
June 18th, 2013 at 7:34 am
i am going to cry …
beautiful beyond
beyond.
xxo
pg
June 18th, 2013 at 7:54 am
so very lovely… thanks
June 18th, 2013 at 8:24 am
smiles…a lot of beauty on the inside if you know how to get through the defenses…and that def takes the right key…lovely verse….
June 18th, 2013 at 8:34 am
sometimes, it is right for me to stand outside and exhale…like right now is just right.
June 18th, 2013 at 8:37 am
I love all the possibilities.
June 18th, 2013 at 9:59 am
Love this, especially . . .
your wounds will change color
scars will form
bones will knit
holes and pain and fear
become distant memories . . .
as though I needed to read that today.
June 18th, 2013 at 1:32 pm
A lovely write.
June 18th, 2013 at 3:32 pm
just what i needed today.
thanks Kelly!
in fondest, tilda