I bought sunflowers today
on a miserable rainy day
I still hope to see your smile
piecing through the grey cloud
I don’t know if crying helps
In heaven, there is no tears
I can tell by the bright petals
freely dancing around the dark circles
– to my dearest Ash
Janis
you were different
from the folks in Port Arthur
the industrial steam
did not offer you
freedom of creation
Janis
your heart was dying
from the lack of belonging
they laughed at you
for your pioneer expression
they rejected you
for your diamond sparks
Janis
you dimmed your light
by being mellow
if you didn’t
they would fall with
hostile cuss
Janis
you were a firecracker
short lived
a fulfilled life in explosion
the world paid attention to
who you are
Flicker of Thoughts 