Little Yellow Flower (Poem)

It was when he was loneliest, but that he did not know, that she came along and said she had something to show. Her hands were cupped- but she opened them now. And there was the littlest yellow flower that nature could allow. She said, “I’ll be your flower when your days seem the dullest,…

One Sacred Flower (Poem)

Withering near the willows was the final sacred flower. It was said that it would be used to save the world in its darkest hour. Along came the ancient hawk on one final quest. He dug beneath the earth where the flower did rest. Until the roots were exposed and he clamped it in his…