Flowers in Excruciating Beauty

Vali Hawkins-Mitchell

The flower blooms in excruciating color,

while the grass, just a weed,

just as tender,

waits alone,

as boot tramplers 

desperately grasp

and rip shredded

stems for one sweet

scent,

or to fill a lapel,

never minding the bees,

or crushing stalks,

or forgotten hearts,

in order to

exist in the grace of a

perfect flower’s temporary

flair,

while the tender

grass silently worships

bare feet.

Vali Hawkins-Mitchell writes and works as a trauma and disaster responder from her office across the street from the Honolulu Zoo. Mornings are festive from animal sounds! Her writing has appeared in journals like Sky Island Journal, Star82Review, Blink-ink, Spank the Carp, StickfigurePoetry, and others. To learn more visit www.valihawkinmitchell.com