Pulled apart

sunflowers look askance
at gray clouds dotting the sky
“Did we offend you?”

 “the Sun needs a nap”
 they said,” we are just his guards”
 floral necks drooped low 

 eternal bonds lost
 in mercurial dips
 and external intervention 

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/06/01/weekend-writing-prompt-108-mercurial/