reflection on the petal, by Patricia May Neiderer

reflection on the petal

down yonder it gracefully glides

cascades of color to my surprise

light on one side - confides

in the corner where it hides

the reflection of the shadow

touches it somewhere

as it resembles a window

caught in a different stare

emotions seared without heart speared like the mixing of the molecules sweat and oil pressing together distance gone with out setting a p…

broken perfection siege-d by the hand only to find - nothing looking back in the mirror the horror that races through

as the hearts truth was once told on gray with red letters to match the blood spilt from it’s top, with the cap

he spoke to me once about a purple bubble - protecting as is the mustard seed hanging in a necklace - where did it go where did these emotions grow

reading eyes, bleeding fingers longing for the other to put the salt back in the shaker rearranging the letters to figure the meaning of the words

as you place me in your hand folding fingers over and carrying… to a place where you can get the magnifying glass out, are you going to burn me?

the bray is gay in may sway will be okay display the tray play today pay and replay

the identity of one being ripped a… as if covered by the snow with each layer the complexity rises in the melting pot

the paths come together and run side by side some of us just wanting to hide painting on plastic wrap it will be such a ride

making one gear smaller to slow the time can make it holler will the other hear the sound of the dollar

the whole house was going to town blinking in timed segments dazzling

tap dancing with paws great is a musical in the making getting out side with a rush folds the carpet after waking stretching cuddling noses

the goose bumps resonating essence leaking out as emotions

the skin of the fruit peels the silver wrapper off of the kiss, as i place in your mouth —the melting seeds

it just comes to me o yeah, that would be good in a poem so i write the line