Young Writers Society

xxiii. buttercups ∙ ranunculus
i behold your glittering grin
radiance gleams in that smile
roses bloom on our cheeks
noses touch daintily
hold one under your chin and see
if i’m as charming to you as you are to me

xxiv. pansies ∙ viola tricolor var. hortensis
settled in every wrinkle of my brain
you occupy my thoughts
wipe away the bloodstains
i see you with the sun’s first rays
inhabiting my mind
heart a brightening blaze

xxvi. queen anne’s lace ∙ daucus
folds of lace hover over me
light filtering through
a soft sanctuary from the blinding glares
thumb resting at the crook of my neck
nestled at my jaw
your touch is as gentle as these florets
how wonderfully He made you.

xxvii. protea & olives ∙ protea, olea
you pointed me Somewhere
where we can go hand in hand
inexplicable peace
inumerable as the grains of sand

born again, the doves touch the ground
i see my footsteps on the clouds
would you meet me there–
between the lips of the sky and the earth?

xxviii. lily of the valley ∙ convallaria
something’s found its way back
i never thought i’d see the sweet faces of these pale petals again
not in such abundance
you bring me bouquets of bliss
twinkling teeth and the soft touch of your lips
i left myself in a bog of rotting weeds
but as where wind blows now, the air tastes delightful

xxix. honeysuckle ∙ lonicera
i keep them under my pillow
for the chance to see you in my slumbers
you have all my affection
in my dreamy haze your warmth lingers
in the light of your embrace
i see you so clearly
my skin smudges the glass of dreams and reality
they’re one and the same with you

Okay. so apparently day 25 didn't post and i just failed all of napo 5 days away from finishing. if anyone cares here it is. >:.(




xxv. tulips ∙ tulipa
i have tended these flowers
multiple times
i gifted them to many
but their fate remained the same;
cut at the stems,
left to rot in their vases
will you help the last of them survive?
you’ve rooted them in soft soil
loving hands with dirt beneath your nails
sheltered them from the floods
growing in the sun’s endearment from your windowsill
you keep a close eye on them
their survival is my declaration to you
you
my treasure.

Yeah I don't know if you saw my reply to your wall post lux but missing one or two days will still count for a badge! Says here in the badge forum

If you miss a day or two, there is a bit of leniency. Please make sure that you have written 30 poems in total though

xxx. dogwood & dahlias ∙ cornus, dahlin
the bark of these trees won’t chip away
delicate as they look
queens of autumn in their longevity
bound closely together in thick twine
harsh frosts, fronts of cold
they do not sway these branches