flowers in the wild

the flowers in the wild

turned down my invitation

to sit beside the flowers in the vase

in that grandiose palace

open merely for an hour

or, may be, a little more!

preferring cold

and a windy breeze

they flatly refuse

the flattery gossips of guests

and the wrangling

within the vase

henry victor      06.09.2007

flight of hatchling

my life is like that of an eagle

taking care of her newly born chick

feeding in nest on top of the hill

away from all human habitation

i also carry mine to the mountain

to push her down to build that lasting

courage to enhance the flying skill

beyond boundaries of human limit

when hatchling knows her own to wing

and dive deep down into valley below

i will free self to soar high until

i’m lost above the drifting, dim cloud

© henry victor     12.03.2003