the Persian buttercup convoluted origami on a wispy, wiry stem petal-packed - and when turbanned twice-over barely able to brandish the prettiest pre-eminence to our eulogizing gaze precocious pinks or gorgeous gaudy citrus but surely floristry's monstrosity for bees - shall I compare thee to a summer cabbage rose? even the Bard would pardon the misdirected line for where this Asian native meets Aegean sea it inclines more to poppy and anemone than paper powder-puff
Day 16 of NaPoWriMo 2018 and at ‘Women in Waiting’, Elizabeth has offered up the prompt: paper. Almost the first thing that came to mind were paper/ papery flowers – and flowers seem to be on my mind whatever the WiW prompt – see Wild and White
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