“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” -Sylvia Plath
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Dandelion
I wish it didn't hurt so much
to pull out my roots.
Like I'm a dandelion (Have you ever tried to pull out a dandelion?)
with a taproot so deep you can
never find the bottom. Eventually, you just have to
SNAP!
that root.
And leave it in the ground.
And hurt.
Where that taproot broke.
Until the little cottony seeds I let fly
find soil,
put down a root or two, and
grow back somewhere else.
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1 comment:
maybe one of your seeds you send out will find a home in vegas and morph into a cactus! how about that?!
good luck with the transition, pear!
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