"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Golden Crown

She looked
at the
golden flower
and saw
not a weed
but a crown.

She weaved
to place
upon her head.
A princess
who ruled
the land
of imagination.

©Susie Clevenger 2011
OSI Prompt: Weed



Nanka said...

Beautiful princess, charming words and you honored the weed well!!

shail said...

I guess it all depends on our perspective.
'She saw not a weed but a crown'
Good one :)

Cheryl said...

This is beautiful. A fairy song.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Amazing, isn't it, how children can see flowers where adults see only weeds?

Wayside Weeds

Laura Maria said...

Loved your take on dandelions :)

beccagivens said...

Oh such sweetness!! May the Princess will always gently rule the Land of Imagination!

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