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I Am A Flower
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I Am A Flower |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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I Am A Flower You stand in awe of my serenity of beauty still, you refuse to understand the heart of me. Though, I am honoured to be placed on your pedestal, I am not meant to be a centerpiece in your dungeon of sorts. Still, you buy me at the corner-store florist paying them mere dollars for doing your dirty work; the deed of plucking me from the safety of Eden only to display my pealed flesh as your property while I blend into flaunted obscurity. I am a majesty of the earth of feminine wiles and silken smiles yet, in the hands of man, I am helpless. But, I surrender to your pleasure, one, that has the attention span of a child; I am so desired, then neglected and forgotten. So, here, I fight with all my might to stand erect in comatose pose, mute...unable to scream or swim this vase of chemical moist that cruelly preserves my slashed stem and tattered nerves of roots in your sadistic bouquet of me. I was created to inhale the dawn's dew to sway in the summer sunset of fire; I am flesh of green, scent of seraphim, simplicity to a complex garden of the universe. I breath, I feel, I live, yet, pluck my leaves, solitary and I suffocate to black and brown of sorrow in your winter. Do not worship me, I am not to be owned or hidden 'neath your shrine of mortar, brick and glass. Though few may gaze at my stance for a passing second, I am nothing but a knick-knack of petals clinging to the unattainable hope of freedom, taunted by the realization that the tick-tock of the clock defeats away the hours until my final days of wilt. My silence strums a thousand words, yet, you choose to sing only yours in blind admiration of my soft failing to see life from my perspective. Did you ever pause to wonder if I wished to be purposeful from paradise to amuse in this passive delusion? Did you ever stop to ponder if the tables were turned? Release these invisible strings from my soul, I was never meant to be just yours, alone. Simply because something is silent does not mean that it doesn’t weep within. Ah but the end is near and once I succumb to slumber of dark you will dispose of me in a trash can of meaningless things. Only then to plant the seeds of reincarnation to continue this jaded circle of life so, that I may re-live the same fate as ancestors before. And, I will bloom once more to service you and your offspring to face the same inevitable truth. No, I will not be your flower left crippled on a shelf. Understand, that I am a flower and you are not God. By Melissa Long-Monette [This message has been edited by Honeybee (07-14-2003 09:33 PM).] |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Wow especially the climax..damn |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
"My silence strums a thousand words, yet, you choose to sing only yours in blind admiration of my soft failing to see life from my perspective." My, my! This is ..amazing  |
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Janette
since 2001-07-20
Posts 2843Chicagoland for now |
Powerful stuff her, lovely Lady ... mercy ! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Good for you Melissa . . . Simply because something is silent does not mean that it doesn’t weep within. EXACTLY - sometimes we hide it well too This is perfection missy xxoo |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
melissa you are so talented...h |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
incredible! yes! |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
bump |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
I want to see more of this kind of writing. I'm watching growth here and I'm fascinated by it. Please continue... If you aren't already published, you ought to seriously consider it. You have much to say and I so admire your wonderful way of expressing yourself.  The stars will shine when I am gone, |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
nicely written, some really fine lines, enjoyed. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
My silence strums a thousand words, yet, you choose to sing only yours in blind admiration of my soft failing to see life from my perspective. Did you ever pause to wonder if I wished to be purposeful from paradise to amuse in this passive delusion? Did you ever stop to ponder if the tables were turned? Silently nodding... thank you for being so direct with your voice! Geez, does this ever make me feel!!! awwwww, yes!!!! |
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