Mike Barrett

Rookie - 484 Points (June,1943 / Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada)

A Question


Have you never
Asked yourself
' What do I Know? '

I have.
And when I have
I've come to feel
A dandelion seed
Borne gently
By the wind
Infinitely
More wise
Than I.

' Why? ', you ask.

Within that shriveled head,
Beneath one dead grey tuft
There lies a secret -

That tiny speck of brown
Knows how to grow
Another plant complete!

To multiply itself
Ten thousand fold!

Will ever
This secret be mine?
Will I be so complete?

Where's my shrivelled head
With one grey tuft -

I Long
To welcome it!


© M. Barrett – all rights reserved

Submitted: Monday, September 23, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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This poem was written in mid-June 1961 after contemplating on how dandelions disperse their seeds via the wind.

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