Wild Heart Georgia O’Keeffe – Jimson Weed 2 There was a wild lily Hidden in my garden A magical thing to behold It whispered to me The promise of tomorrow As my heart turned cold It taunted and played Turned and returned Like a dancer on a stage I watched and longed To taste its freedom Sorrowful bird in a cage It danced through the summer Swaying and swinging Changing the shades over time How I wished I could trade My blues for all the colors My downfall for nature’s prime Harsh winds broke its stem Withered petals flew away Evanescence revealed in a defeat Watching a wild thing disappear Made me yearn for freedom Sparked my wild heartbeat Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrPocketRedditLinkedInLike this:Like Loading...
Georgia O’keeffe is wonderful and your poem perfectly translates the longing beauty of her painting! LikeLike Reply October 4, 2014 at 04:34
If you asked me but a year ago, I would tell you I don’t like poetry. Ever since I started this blog I am constantly surprising myself how easy words come to me. Thank you. LikeLike Reply October 4, 2014 at 08:52
Georgia O’Keeffe – Jimson Weed 2
Georgia O’Keeffe – Jimson Weed 2
Love it. Georgia O’Keeffe’s work is just wonderful.
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I agree, thank you.
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Georgia O’keeffe is wonderful and your poem perfectly translates the longing beauty of her painting!
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If you asked me but a year ago, I would tell you I don’t like poetry. Ever since I started this blog I am constantly surprising myself how easy words come to me. Thank you.
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