Open Poetry #37 |
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Wynter's Flower |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines ![]() |
Wynter's Flower There it rests, out of sorts petals limp from Wynter's tears. The past a present holding on through these too many years. The blooms of selfish, needing fed for eyes to see its lilt. There it is, in sallowed look, a tomorrow's song in wilt. Across the miles, the layers grow as passion feeds the will, waiting out rejection's feel, Wynter's flower, still. A rose is a rose is a rose they say, late blooming, lacks the sun. Accepting words to build the now, the upturn growth of one. Reflecting this, a time on edge when Winter creeps on by. The equalizer becomes the You, whose words of feed, seek I. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Sadly reflective of our long winter days... but a beautiful song, nevertheless. Lovely, my friend. . |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MzBliss~ Saw a reflection calling me from the archives~ Beautiful~ *Huglets* ![]() ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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