by Susan L. Lipson
To help them flower and spread,I add to the seeds of my ideas
inspirational flow,
figurative fertilizer for nurturing full color,
and empowering light after germination.
And then I weed,
ripping out random growths
that strangle their laconic beauty,
detract from their tones,
cover their distinctive petals and leaves,
and clutter their well-aligned lines
with verbose foliage.
I try to resist clipping a bloom
or forming a bouquet to share
until each flower's growth has peaked,
to avoid publishing prematurely harvested blooms,
which will wilt in the shadows of disappointment.
In verbal vases
I present the bounty,
hoping that you see Beauty and Truth.
