Tulips

[loud iron]

The field infinite, only soil seen
But amidst earth's skin is a green hand
A hand reaching for its creator, pleading
God gently pulls up, rising out of his sand

Her true colors shown, a bulb of beauty
She stands true before her creator, her green dress soft
Her closed purple head swaying with his wind.
She whispers to him, not waking her sisters
For their time to bloom is soon.

@gentle abyss

@gusty inlet @dull vector@supple oak @last lion

[gusty inlet]

Edit the God dam thing, or give it to me to edit it God dam it

[gentle abyss]

I like the fact you play with personifications of flowers in your poem. Tulip would like to be the favorite of God or I'm dreaming?

[loud iron]

We are all special in his eyes

Even flowers

[gentle abyss]

Yes but Tulip want to be ✨️ special ✨️
whisper in his ear while the others are asleep... 🤔

[loud iron]

Just her being polite 😂 her sisters are still sleeping

[gentle abyss]

Fine. You're the author so I guess u right for this time !

[loud iron]

@jaunty scaffold

I love it.

[loud iron]

@misty kettle