Chasing dreams of flying,

i run through a field of butterflies and flowers.

  Then the petals fall off –

who knew –

 they would poked me through and through.

She tells me they are seeds,

( Bidens alba aka spanish needles, is an edible, medicinal, native weed, beloved of bees and butterflies)

but all i feel is the tangles as the comb catches them in it’s teeth.

so here is some food for thought –

when you are feeling stuck, or poked

and you’re all tangled up,

what are you gonna sprout?