Petal was an emotionally confused sunflower and she enjoyed going her own way.  She made up her mind to do what she wanted to do and to go where she wanted to go.  Shacking up was what all the others wanted to do, as they followed the Sun.  Petal always went against the grain, no one understood what she had to do, as she has been hurt so much, and all of the other sunflowers were mean to her, and they treated her cruel.  She had to find a place to hide, and she kept on searching, and searching, to find a place where she could hide.  She turned her back on the other sunflowers in the field and they said, “Babe, you gotta go where you wanna go and do what you wanna do, with whoever you wanna do it with”.  She told them that they didn’t understand that…

The field of sunflowers

spent the week

looking for the sun

The Sun that week

was resting

behind some very fluffy clouds

Those at the front of the field

wondered where their source of sunlight

had gone

Those in the middle

jostled about, in the hope

they’d catch a ray or two

A couple turned east, a few turned west

where the sun was hiding

was anyone’s guess

Till the smallest of the sunflowers

piped up from the line

“He’s standing behind us

Turn Round….All is Fine!”

Too many days, his face broke
from their shared sun, knowing
that there was value in living
eyes. But there was still
the feeling rooted behind his
eyes that mere individualism
wasn’t enough as the crowd
were fed the warm wealth of sky.
Below, something moves
but it scurries quicker
than his everyday gaze.

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Written for Simply 6 Minutes. 54 Words.