Juan Olivarez

Freshman - 772 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Life Is A Weed - Poem by Juan Olivarez

Life is a weed.
It flourishes,
Everywhere.
In jungles,
In deserts,
In the cracks,
Of city sidewalks.
It springs up,
And takes firm root.
Quickly becoming,
Lord and master.
And then,
It goes to seed.
Spreading itself,
All over creation.
Then,
Just like that,
It dies.
But,
It lives on,
In places,
Too numerous,
To count.
Places dear friends,
That one day,
It touched.
There are many weeds,
Growing,
In my heart, and soul.

9/26/13 Alton Texas


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Thank you Jono. I thought the last three lines were pretty easy to understand. But then again my thinking process is well, different.

Comments about Life Is A Weed by Juan Olivarez

  • Rookie - 0 Points Jono Casuyon (9/26/2013 1:27:00 PM)

    Wonderfully written, but somehow the last part didn't have much effect on me. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013


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