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Dandelion Ride
by Glenn CurrierDandelion parachute
essence of Free
it flies unthinking.
"Kiss and leave" is
its ride unblinking.
No ugly divorce,
intention or schedule
its windnotes are sung
in a million tongues
but "deliberate"
is a foreign state.
It loves the earth...but...
Confined in a room
it gets confused
kicked around
and abused
flung away
by sneeze or broom
its no-route ways
may mean its doom.
So if I take
the dandelion ride
and try to make
a life inside
where outcomes count
and people wait,
I need to know
my no-root fate. 01/15/2002 Posted on 01/15/2002
Copyright © 2026 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 10/06/02 at 02:41 PM Ahhh! The laws of nature applied to life in its simplest form. A poignant and well written verse of a flower in the making. Peace...jadi |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 09/08/03 at 03:14 PM A tad bit fearful, I think. I also feel that our new modern nomadic lifestyle is somewhat damaging to the culture. Not setting roots... very profound poem that leaves me thinking. |
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