Pulsating Flowers

so define me
now you know
the nature of my ways.

understand me
somehow, slow-
love is more, than what it says:

frequent pulsating flowers,
pollenning my hands and inky breath;
softening, those quiet hours
through life and death.

close-ups and downs
that fit together,
challenging the bounds
in bonds that stretch forever:

postures in sounds
and elemental words
of surprise and wit-

found in tea leaf grounds
that make reluctant lovers
come to it.

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Strider Marcus Jones is a poet, law graduate, and former civil servant from Salford, England. He is proud of his Celtic roots in Ireland and Wales. He is the editor and publisher of Lothlorien Poetry Journal and a member of The Poetry Society. He has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize four times and Best of the Net three times. He has five published books of poetry. His poetry has been published in numerous publications, including The Huffington Post USA, The Stray Branch Literary Magazine, Crack the Spine Literary Magazine, The Recusant, The Lampeter Review, and Dissident Voice.