When I see “Flora”
For Alma Karmina
How can I not
think flowers?
Though I know no
Spanish, I connect
it with flowers
crimson petals
opening often at night
for the dream child,
her licorice hair,
a river of night,
a rose and lily glow.
She is waiting
like a poem wild
to hold the ones waiting
for her to take them
where without
her smile of sun
and roses they could
only dream
night would go.
Links:
[1] https://www.ablemuse.com/v8/bio/lyn-lifshin?s=c469aeab78a811af8ee1c559d7323f58
[2] https://www.ablemuse.com/v8/bio/marge-lurie?s=c469aeab78a811af8ee1c559d7323f58