Don’t Pick The Wildflowers   Leave a comment

A Desert Spring — Desert Chicory & Mexican Poppy — Image by kenne

I Want

all the poppies to bloom
a carpet, bright bed where

you could lie down. And if
I knew where you traveled,

I would cross the river,
climb unraveled banks,

ravines thick with brambles,
and pick their fruit. You might

not know these tangled
arms, but I would bring you

berries, plums, if I knew
your thirst sunk deep as mine.

— Wendy Barker

 

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