“You Rustle Me” by Davey Morrison

you rustle me as long grass,
stirring and scattering
me to grow
in places where I otherwise
would not.
I want to grow a garden for you,
to teach you the beauty of your
to put in colors and leaves and
petals and
the sunlight-directedness that from
you I have learned,
that perhaps,
when your roots are plucked
and your flowering withered,
you may look to me,
remember the springtime,
and together we might cycle.


For Davey Morrison’s bio and his two other entries, click here and here.

*Contest entry*


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