The Flowers Ain't Talkin'

I think I have uninspired

all the inspiration 

that is here

The flowers ain't talkin'

they just stare back at me 

through the window with droopy frowns

The sunsets are in full rage for lovers 

at the ocean but won't be bothered 

to play to us suckers in the cheap seats

The trees have stopped dancing

and are staring at me like I'm the one 

who bumped into the record player

and the wind quit singing

when it became obvious 

I couldn't keep up with her tune

I think they would all agree 
I should move on

and hand the microphone to someone else

Ken Owen   Van Niddy Press   January 2015