DESERT FLOWER
A desert flower
Blooms alone
A desert soul
Amidst thorns and stone
The desert flower
Dried to the bone
Seeks its water
on its own
the deserted lover
bitter grown
still thrives and blooms
among the windblown
begs not for love
from those unknown
but seeks it all within
cause trust has flown
Hurt has flamed to anger
The ashes turn to hate
The lover drinks deep of the self
The soul needs to satiate
A freedom to be so untouched
The lover is not alone
The desert flower stands tall
Seeks its water on its own
A. Jessie Michael is a retired Associate Professor of English from Malaysia. She has written short stories for online journals, local magazines and newspapers. She has published an anthology of short stories Snapshots, with two other writers and most recently her own anthology The Madman and Other Stories (2016).
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