Tender bud, no shelter from the storm.
Those heavy rains were thought to be the norm.
The day came when the bud had almost drowned.
She bloomed in hopes of turning things around.
Yet, weeds prevailed in choking her away.
Her petals faded softly more each day.
Last breath of life extinguished to the seed,
the barest soil was left to fill her need.
Till zephyrs took her up so tenderly...
to give her soul a chance at being free,
she never would have come to know and see
the joy of growing up into a tree.
Author notes
Spent my whole life trying to please everyone...especially those who bring me down, and feeling like a failure when no one appreciated anything. At last I've broken away and am trying to move on and grow into the person I'm meant to be. That's about where I am in life.
A contest entry
- The Autobiography Aisle by Auburn Sunrise.
550 points, ended October 13, 2008, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow. I am really truly impressed with this write - on so many levels.
First, your metaphor is spectacular. But more importantly, the way you approaced and presented it is quite original and refreshing.
Second, your diction is expansive and your grammar is flawless.
Third, your style is utter perfection: the rhyme scheme, the structure, the gentle flow of the words... it seemed so effortless!
At first this seemed quite suicidal to me (maybe that's my twisted mind projecting itself onto your words), but your author's notes clarified that and were the icing on the cake for me --- the maturity, wisdom and hope you expressed there were all I needed to know that you deserve a trophy and an add to favorites.
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Thank you so much for the gold!
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This is wonderfully written! So much truth written in this. I am sorry that you had such a hard life. As you got older tell me do you see that you need to only please yourself. Thank you for sharing... ~~Iridessa~~
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Now that I'm older, I realize I can't please everyone and that is especially true if I can't even please myself. I no longer subject myself to the sorts of people that drain me emotionally and I'm still able to be kind and caring without being a doormat. Thanks for reading. If this is the worst thing to happen to me in life, I'm set.
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I am glad that you wrote this and I am always very proud of you each and every day thank you for sharing this and you keep your head up sweety be well
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