Open Poetry #21 |
Dried Flowers |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Old roses, once were red now almost black, No water, dried by neglect then purpose, Crystal vase, Waterford that fluid lack, Lost meaning, flowers bought and not disposed, Like Diamond, they were never taken back. Gloom |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
White Roses to replace the red to lighten your heart from black instead. Shall touch your hands, a gift in greet, the gloom to arrest, when next we meet. |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
Never taken back Kept forever Beholders eyes See red forever |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
oh my prince of darkness your petals I did not neglect please do not see the dry as uncaring in reflect I placed them to my lips and keep them in my heart where they mingle with the thorns blood watered dripped to every part |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
While its true that all flowers die, some from neglect, new ones grow in their place, sometimes bigger and more fragrant. Not born with a green thumb? Most of us aren't (but I am an expert at growing weeds! *L). I enjoyed your poem, Prof. When you think you have heard it all, |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Just placed there a beauty to unfold then they grew to full then began to mold a bit of dust was caught a lesson left untaught still, the dust motes gold still, the dust motes gold |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Incredibly beautiful! ~Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Nakdthoughts, What a wonderful poetic response, These actually weren’t my roses, but a family friend’s Who lost her fiancé in an accident. Please my words inspired your words. Thank you, Zinnser, Kept memories of the physical, that no longer exists. Thank you, 1slick_lady, Prince of Darkness? Little ole’ me? Don’t know if me with mere words can obtain such stature, But I do like that thorny part. Thank you, the_loner_23 Thank you, MFFF, No green thumb here, and weeds are about all I can grow, Even having difficulty with growing grass. Thank you, Sunshine, For your wonderful poetic response, Thank you, Enchantress Pleased you enjoyed. Gloom |
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