Observations of The Urban Spaceman 
A Simple Crown
He plucked a flower from the meadow
and wound it through my hair.
He made a crown for me, his queen,
each flower woven there.
When he left, he took my crown;
he told me, “Luck it brings,”
My heart lives in that meadow still,
now this queen has lost her king.
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Today’s daily WordPress prompt is Simple. And thanks to Jade M. Wong, I’m feeling a little romantic. But also bittersweet, and I still can’t seem to get out of the habit of killing off all my characters’ love-interests.
It’s a work in progress.
Glorken
The Urban Spaceman
Observations of The Urban Spaceman 
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My heart…my poor heart…I was expecting a happy romance, silly me. However, I love the poem. It flows so beautifully and lyrically, and the emotion you evoke in the poem is this perfect blend of sweet romance and grief. It’s superb, TUS.
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P.S. Thanks for the shoutout! I’m happy to be of such positive influence in your observations of us Earthen Folk xD
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Cheers, Jade! And clearly, your poems are having a bad influence on me. >:[ Space-people generally do not make crowns out of flowers. We prefer the delicate metacarpal bones of our enemies for crown-building. But flowers are pretty nice, too. I’ll definitely be including it in my next report to the homeworld.
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LOL I can definitely see the appeal of metacarpal bones for crowns…but flowers are much more aesthetically pleasing, no? 😉
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