My Garden

Despair roams past empty windows;
settles over my rose garden,
once lush with blooms.

Misery seeps into the ground
sullying what once were fertile fields.
The smell of decay lingers in the air.

Decomposing petals litter moldering leaves.
I lay down to be enveloped by despair
the fetid stench of misery oozes into my pours.

I sink into the putrid soil;
Here in the rancid mire
Here where I belong.

Patricia Gibson-Williams

Author notes

The rules said write something that is vague... I think this fits the bill. Even I'm not sure what it means. LOL
Written July 4th, 2004

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pulsating
July 5, 2004
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Yes i sense there is despair evidently but why exactly...hmm, thank you for the lovely entry.
Willow
July 4, 2004
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Not quite sure what to make of this one. I guess it's vague enough for me...but then I'm not the judge lol. Good luck in the contest.

~ Willow ~
AstralWolf
July 4, 2004
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hmmm... vague? this has decay all over it! *grins*
Great writing, i like the comparison of feelings and rose petals, the reflection of sadness, loss... decay...
Very nice!
Pari Ali
July 4, 2004
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vague I dont know if This is vague actually it describes many things pretty well with excellent metaphors. The feeling of misery of waste of decay is very strong. It is very well written. Not vague though.
inyourbloodstream
July 4, 2004
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lol, it's funny that you don't even know what you wrote about I'm sure someone would "know exactly how you feel" or just what you're talking about....
With all the smelly-ness, you'd better get a clothespin for your nose j/k
It seems like a good poem... I don't really know what to say, though, since I don't really know what this is about