Detached and drifted,
desperate
to take root
some-where,
the dandelions
spring and sprout
everywhere.
But
unwelcomed
feared and hated,
plucked
from their soils
turned homeless
uprooted , even deported
all…to nurture
a monochromatic land!
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Dandelion chains are more economical than daisy chains snd make great mother’s day gifts. Silver linings, I see
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oh really…thats nice to know…gosh i didnt know that really…just knew them as weeds…ummm
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…a thought for a another poem…another day perhaps 🙂 Thanks
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Me, dandelion, princ3ss of weeds
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i think should write one on dandelions….what do u say?
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I think that’d be great. Give hera crown and a prince.
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😉
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That’s ok, I kinda wrote it anyway. Got excited.
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U did ? ! Can u share it? I m super excited 🙂
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Oh, not like in a blog. In the comment, then added when I kiss the prince I turn into a rose.
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But roses need nurturing, can b blighted, thorny ….But a dandelion is better imagery for a love that is strong, deeply rooted, unconditional grows even without nurturing….
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Just some coffee grounds, water and sun. And I’m kind of a thorn the unhandy personality anyway.
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ok …i think ..i m now getting carried away…but i guess we two can become champions of dandelions..:)
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Hmmm….the colourless life….
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Fantastic take on the promo; I really enjoyed reading this, thank you for sharing 🙂
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Thanks a lot…I am glad you liked it 🙂
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You’re very welcome!
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Rose: I can not grow in this fertile land. The ph value is too low for me to bloom.
Dandelion breaks the urban concrete: What up, bitches?!
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Very funny:)
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