Define: Michangelina

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I am both logical and imaginative. I’ve always been a daydreamer and a nightthinker. My ego is nerdy/random; I often have deep inquisitions about the Universe. My Universe is quite abstruse but mostly harmless. If you pursue my friendship, give me chocolate. Statistically, I'm normal, but by my twisted logic, I have an incentive that cries: survival of the uniquest!

The Flowers Have Eyes

This poem was written at my own leisure. 100% free style, any rhetorical devices found are entirely coincidental. Photo by Recep Gulec at photo.com. :)

THE FLOWERS HAVE EYES
My oh my . . .

The flowers have eyes,

A garden flourished with them.

Long thick lashes are their petals,

Light enters through their pupils,

They cry when it rains.

Yet they are silent--

For they have no lips to hint us.

A field of them gaze at our eyes.
Curiously wondering who we are.

Their stems are long optic nerves

Mother Nature is observing us,
In my paradigm of flowers with eyes . . .

2 comments:

Koishii_Ookami said...

Interesting. It's actually pretty good.

Michangelina said...

Thank you Brittany. :)

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