This
poem was written from a black and white photo of a daisy in water.
Daisy upon water
A daisy, full flower, full head,
lifts itself above water’s edge,
posing
before its reflection,
beauty mirroring
itself.
Petals
unplucked, so white,
surround an egg-yolk core
of symmetrical
cones compact.
“She
loves me” it breathes to all.
It rests
in a kind of dream state,
a pale goddess
to the moon,
which waned
and passed tonight.
We study
her echo in water,
the way
she shifts in the light,
taking
her full space to count
all the
ways the stars sparkle
across her
face, fortune set.
Copyright
Vickie Johnstone, May 19, 2021
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