|"Pink Tiger Lily" Image by Chalet Roome-Rigdon|
I'm a blossoming flower:
Lustful and desirable slithering viper
Open-minded, caring of others.
Verdant delicate petals of poison
Eloping laws of nature full bloom.
Pink polka, dots of red
Outside the normal kinship.
Excepting my nerves, a Greek tragedy
Trying to sing aloud in tonal irregularity.
Regular people beware my venomous bite
Yonder the cultural garden in which I write.
This poem is in response to Mama Zen's Word Count challenge over at the Imaginary Garden. (Exactly 60 words.)