A villanelle about flowers or rhyming ours, towers and showers; or hour and flour; or four and pour. Confusing or what?
Ower
Enjoy the natural blooming flowers,
decorating this special place,
benefitting from earth’s frequent
showers.
Placed to best enhance their growing
powers,
so to maintain that particular
race,
enjoy the natural blooming flowers.
Cutting or training to enhance bowers,
a short lived usage, unnatural case,
benefitting from earth’s frequent
showers.
Surely better in familiar towers,
rather than translated to a new
space,
enjoy the natural blooming flowers.
They are not placed to benefit
ours,
but to work in tandem with insect
race,
benefitting from earth’s frequent
showers.
Leave them glow in their natural
towers,
don’t cut them for aesthetic selfish
place,
enjoy the natural blooming flowers,
benefitting from earth’s frequent
showers.
©David L Atkinson August 2024
In a simpler style a description illustrating that the tongue can be mightier than the sword.
Older funnier
I looked in two mirrors at the back
of my head,
not hair did I see but bright, shiny
skin instead,
no doubt another source of manic public
mirth,
at least when young, fewer assaults
on one’s self-worth.
Harder when young to use damage
limitation,
defending the deep emotional
incision,
about height, or weight, or colour,
or creed, or team,
about everything different or so it
seems.
But when older, available targets
increase
daily or so it seems, to disturb normal
peace,
apparently there’s a human desire
to scoff,
what else do we do but grimace and laugh
it off.
©David L Atkinson August 2024
God Bless
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