| Dark Poetry #1 |
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Bright Blood Berry |
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armanca Member
since 1999-07-07
Posts 211Tennessee |
Lavender Love... come back to me. I haven't had time to dedicate your scent to memory. Petals fall... and so do people. Is that an excuse to wilt? I will never bloom, because I don't want to die. |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Great analogy to flowers here. The last line really says it all doesn't it? Joy "To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowerets tend, But keep the pathway open, Your home is at the end." -Robert Frost (from: God's Garden) |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Good poem! I think this is why I don't like cut flowers..I'd rather have a plant that I know will grow - except I don't have green thumb so they die anyway...but I did like your poem! ![]() |
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armanca Member
since 1999-07-07
Posts 211Tennessee |
thank you Joy and Poet Devine...I appreciate your words. Carman |
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