Bloom Above Thorn
a Sonnet
written by: Lou Storey
Our town holds yearly a fine garden tour
Hosted in style by the privileged elite
This slight we commoners learn to endure
Attempts to attend just end in defeat
Bloom above thorn marries beauty with pain
For each a steep price will need to be paid
A loss required for others to gain
Brick by hard brick their strict privacy’s laid
But nature’s resilience is not for sale
Tree roots crack sidewalks, wildflowers still thrive
Mankind may crumble but Earth will Prevail
chaos is needed for life to survive
The ticketed rich have nothing to lose
Thorns crown their fashion of sad subterfuge.
OCTOBER 2024 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Lou Storey is a visual artist and retired psychotherapist living in Savannah, Georgia, with Steve, his husband of thirty-five years. Lou’s fiction writings have appeared in The New Yorker, New York Times Tiny Love Stories, River Teeth’s Beautiful Things, Blue Mountain Literary Review, Multiplicity Magazine, and Beyond Queer Words Anthology, and recent Short Story Competition Winner, WriteTime Magazine and a finalist in the Tennessee Williams New Orleans Literary Festival. Lou is also a featured artist in the documentary film The Creative Imperative.
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- Interview Q&A With Lou Storey - November 19, 2024
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