"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Defiant bloom

I started in one direction, and then ended up going in a completely different one...sometimes there is just too much going on online.
Prompt #06: Flora

One quiet tremor.
Two, rising now.
A third, and,
Horns, hard-nosed and
ominous, trail in
to a slight curvature
of wood-grained blindness,
but in triumph
the result is seated,
most fragile,
upon living earth.
the arms curl up,
but just the edges,
bladed allure -
and fragrance,
a tiny,
almost petulant scent,
as if to say,
"I've endured your worst,
and here at last,
I will bring back
your best."

Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Michael Giacchino, After the Drop

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