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Against All Odds

A solitary
    yellow flower stands
secluded
    in a vast
and desolate
    tarmac plane.

Proudly triumphant
    for now,
it simply
    refuses to give up
the struggle
    without a fight.

That which was
    oppressed
and seemingly doomed,
    is now
a thriving dissident screaming,
    “I’m still alive!”

Will it survive?
    Perhaps,
but only
    with a little help from
its sympathetic benefactors:
    Sun and Rain.           

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  • nothinghere silver member
    September 8, 2007

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    I feel this one, it is a beautiful write you have here.. just lovely

    Thank you for taking the time to enter this contest, I wish you the very best of luck

    Karen

  • Olivia33
    August 16, 2007
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    Wonderful!

    Thank you.

    a dissident - I like that

  • alexandrathegreat gold member
    August 9, 2007

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    WOW this suprised me and woke me from my half slumber so late at night. Nice outlook on a poor nearly crushed flower struggling "against all odds" to hold onto life, like so many hopeless humans. Wonderful poem, thank you for entering!


  • Tangled Angle
    August 6, 2007

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    I dig it,

    but... not that this was 'cliche' but it was so, so close to being that. It's like the cliche profound. lol If that even makes sense.

    You developed the metaphor well, but, I've seen this metaphor like 10 times before [and I have even used it myself]

    Think of more original ideas.. and there is no doubt in my mind you'll be a force.

    For what this is, great work.


  • motel silver member
    August 5, 2007
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    nature always tiumphs.

    I like the notion of the solitary yellow flower, to me part of the sun hence heaven, penetrating through the tarmac to show its glory, quite like us. we hope that nature will also step in to nurture us in our quest, giving us sun and rain, joy and sorrow, for us to flourish.thank you.

  • tawk gold member
    August 5, 2007
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    Such a beautiful write so full of wonderful imagery. Good luck in the contest

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