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Daisies and Dandelions is my contribution to resistance poetry, a reflection on inequality, solidarity, resilience, and hope.

Daisies and Dandelions

Says the daisy to the dandelion:
 "Why do we never get potted? 
 I'd love my petals warmed
 by glass-magnified sunrays,
 laze on solid-wood sills,
 have dainty hands
 water me
 with a copper can,
 be wary of the cat
 but only a little
 never drown in
 the pelting rain
 never tremble in
 cruel breezes
 have my roots spoon-fed
 by soft soil,
 my leaves groomed
 by tepid glances,
 occasionally chat to
 a fluffy fly or
 a wayward wasp
 and for the night to
 turn day
 at the flick of 
 a switch."
 
Says the dandelion to the daisy:
 "You see, us dandelions, daisies, 
 violets, and weeds
 didn't make the cut.
 But fear not,
 we're
 fierce and
 strong,
 sail winds,
 coast storms,
 tame tornados,
 punch hail
 swallow floods
 lick ice and
 dance in the dew."
 
The sun smiled and
 the wind puffed
 the dandelion and
 the daisy
 a little
 closer,
 roots
 playing
 footsie.
 now.

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