Flowers spend their entire lives
growing toward the sun.
I watch the daisies
guarding my front porch
stand full-faced & absurd
I’ve seen whole ﬂowerbeds
recklessly misplaced in the shade
& growing parallel to the ground.
Making themselves ridiculous
for the sake of surviving.
Amanda Oaks is a digital crusader slogging away to abolish the practice of creatives writing their own bios in the third person. Hi, I'm Amanda Oaks, creative minx, rock-n-roll hippie mama, poet, hoop dancer, feminist, multi-passionate solopreneur, creator of Words Dance Poetry Magazine & enabler at Kind Over Matter. Stalk here: AmandaOaks.com