NARCISSUS
A single narcissus
and a golden girl
briefly bloomed
one week in spring
And who will mourn
this seven-day's end
since, unlike flowers,
memories seldom fade?
A contest entry
- 30 words by Melissa Gayle.
500 points, ended June 1, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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flowers
are best not picked but it's so hard to resist picking one. Once picked, how they die and disappoint one. As you say, memories last. However, the water can stink eventually. Depending on the flower of course..!
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Very nicely done.
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