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*Petal Sortilege*
Tuesday 15th December 2020
by Sophya Polevaya
A honeycomb circle of
joy
encased in
an ivory crown of
'truth'.
This common wildflower
of the garden
a Marguerite.
"Are we true blues?"
The amoureuse
consults this mystique
nature's innocent
fortune teller
the desires of
her heart:
the gentleman liatris.
Round the
roulette wheel goes
what answer will she give?
Yes…
Yes…
_Yes…
…YES!
Each petal pizzicato
a hypnotic effeuillage
flirting with
fantasy and touch
continual blushes and rushes.
"Oh I'm crazy about Daisy"
For mademoiselle amoureuse
it has become
an addictive
love affair with
the Marguerite
blazing stars in her eyes.
Oh…
But then a
NO
and another
no, no, no, no
Re-echoed
again as an encore
no, no, no, non!
Easy it is
to forget
how double edged
the blades
of this brisé fan are
The queen of swords
switching twofold
cloud nine feelings
with sudden killjoy slap.
NON
OUI
NINE
_E
The ultimate
pick me up
or
a stinging
love bite.
❁
Sophya Polevaya 2020