A Flower...
withered and wilted,
withdrawn and malnourished,
deprived of her every need.
A Storm,
trashing the delicate bloom,
killing her soul,
erasing her physical beauty.
Sunless Days,
her roots slowly, painfully dying,
emptying her of every emotion,
staring in envy at those who survived.
Rainless Blue Nights,
having tears no longer,
no emotion to show,
she's devoid of living feeling.
Shivering Cold,
frost-covered limbs no longer felt,
a frozen tear resting on a frigid face,
the last show of freezing emotion finally lost.
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Written February 8th, 2006
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wonderful
amazing poem. I didn't really detect "feminism" in it though. I saw it more as the sorrow of the loss of youth and the beauty of it. I thought of the storm as a sudden life changing event, one thing in life like the loss of a loved one. and the sunless days and rainless nights seemed to be like the meaninglessness of life afterwards. thankfully we have more to live for than what can let us down. excellent poem, very deep, very symbolic. I'm in love with symbolism of all kinds. keep up the great poetry. -
Wow, this is beautiful. I love how you wrote it. Sadly I am all out of applause (or I would applaud it!). Good write.
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Absolutley lovely
Wow. This should be on shamelessly promoted. I lerve it. I'm a huge feminist, and flowers and trees are both symbols of feminimity. This was great, I love each and every verse. I like the "Problem-Effect" senario, it was very lovely. I absolutely loved the way you described the flower's limbs, a very beautiful and touching effect to this passage. Nice job, You should definately enter it into the shamelessly promoted column.
Cheers. and LO.VE
Alysha -
wow very deep poem....i think my fave part has got to be.... Shivering Cold,
frost-covered limbs no longer felt,
a frozen tear resting on a frigid face,
the last show of freezing emotion finally lost.
its just so beautifuly sad...u say all emotion is lost but yet u show so much in this poem....to me its kind of a cry for help..someone saying im almost dead and i need help find my way bake into happieness...but no one comes so save her...i love the use of details and cold see the tear freezing on a pale face..with glazed eyes....u did such a great job with this...im just hoping its now about you...great work!!!
~megan~
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