Creeping Thistle

A national emblem?
A weed?
A purple gem above the green
A source of food
A place to hide for the tiny.

The Thistle
this version Creeping
smells so sweet
of honey and promise
of nectar
and life sustaining energy
waving in the breeze
in sync with it’s brethren.

Small globes
burst forth from their top
like an anemone
feeding in the ocean’s currents
all protected from the ground up
by spikes and spines
and the prickles
to deter the feeders
and catch out the unwary.

On waste ground or meadow
It doesn’t matter.
Simply glory in the sweetness of scent
and beauteous colour
of the bejewelled thistle.

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