I fear
You confuse me
Flowers were meant to grow
Dot landscapes, fill senses – evolve
Not wilt.
A contest entry
- whiter words by Nicolette.
1500 points, ended November 20, 2008, 33 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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arrrggh! I left a very thought out comment and the internet ate it. Oh well, suffice it to say that I appreciate your work here very much. It touched me deeply.
Write On!
jIM
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I love flowers in poetry, especially white flowers and this cinquain made me think of fields of wild flowers. So much said in so few lines... really a lovely poem and so very thought-provoking too.
Thank you for for a well-written entry.
~ Nicolette
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thank you for the kind word and careful interpretation.
Ken
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This is very beautiful, good luck in the contest.
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Such emotions in so few words. wow such hope left in utter despair
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aw...this is gorgeous..well, except for the wilting part, i guess
..but what a lovely piece you've penned
Good luck
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Where innocence grows - it should not be plucked. I loved this. ~Pamela
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Beautifully written with so much emotion in so few words...
The emotion, the presentation all leave me amazed as always after reading you...
Lynda
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I have always had mixed feelings
about cut flowers. They do wilt, do all we can to prevent that. Even in the fields, though. Yet I have seen a mower cut down an acre of white flowering marvels. Perhaps there were snakes in the flower patch.
Thoughtful poem. Thank you.
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I really like this. How jarring it is when a part of life is cut off, and left to wither.
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Sad reflectiveness in this, nicely done C
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