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FLOURISH MY LOCUS

Karyn Indursky

Locus petal lips smile as their purple leaves

reach up and out to hug your muse

until the stem beckons you

to pluck it to savor its glorious touches

of femininity tucked into a vase

as a keepsake to remind you

how a poem starts as a seed

to be sewn by words with fertilized soils

aiding its tender care required

and with the sun dancing with the rain... 

and at times our moon our seeds grow

as we cradle it with nurturing

artistic hands and soothing diction

makes it a grown locus to be cherished to hearts

for a poem has flourished.