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Man and a Daisy: A Poem

Val enjoys writing rhymed poetry with a valuable message in it.


We speak of love when we destroy nature. It sounds like innocence of cruel arrogance.

-- Toba Beta

Spread on aromatic grass, so lazy

with nothing in the world better to do

right beside me I spotted this tiny daisy

sky being reflected in those petals so blue.

One more time spring was coming

with my heart just drunk with joy

few little bees were humming

turning me into dreamy boy.

Now releasing a slow, dreamy sigh

as if groggy from that sunrays shower

and blending with the breeze passing by

I asked: "Where ends man and starts flower?"

Seemingly out of love I yanked the daisy

which started dying from that moment on

suddenly I realized why question was crazy

it took senseless man's act for life to be gone.

Even in a middle of a peaceful cheer

playful on that day so warm and hazy

I got my answer served and so clear --

that's where starts man and ends daisy.

We love nature -- so we often say

but unknowingly we ruin so much

our sheer carelessness at display

our love having an unloving touch.

© 2022 Val Karas