the white of a southern magnolia bloom
is a perfect white on white like snow
deeply beautiful & perfect
yet fragile in its fleeting beauty
once picked from it’s true home
the bloom quickly fades
I wonder
what can we ever truly hold?
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I am a beginning author, writer, and poet exploring the worlds of poetry, nature, and photography. I love capturing ordinary moments and reflecting upon our natural world and its intersections with daily life. Performing at Bella Vista’s Farmers Market, Bentonville’s First Friday, Eureka Springs’ White Street Art Walk, and the Writers Colony at Dairy Hollow’s PoetLuck. I am a member of Ozark Mountain Poets, Ozark Writers League, and Poets Northwest Roundtable of Arkansas.