Here is Wildflower published in my book, Lotus Bloom, available on Amazon.com.
Tag: prose
end of summer
there is a mist of summer dew where I double park in a jeep. the salt water smell exposes the air. faded lines are against the concrete parking lot, where i find someone seated on an orange folded towel, waiting in their parking spot/ as if it is the end of summer/ some kind of…
Make a Wish.
The spring rain droplets swirl across dandelions, yellow+white. Florets accompany your bloom top. I reach down pick the dandelion. One, two, three I blow the seeded flower, it catches the breeze. I was walking on the local hiking trail. photo by: Rafaul Souza(Unsplash)
Holli Terrell-Cavalluzzi 