The Truth About Flowers

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I’m in the habit of sharing a few words of attempted poetry here on Tuesdays. I link up over at dVerse, a place for poets of all kinds, to mingle. For love of words and lack of perfection, I just do it. The doors open at 3 PM Eastern time…I kinda like it there when I can hang out a bit and take a little break at the Pub. There are a lot of really inspiring writers sharing…
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The Truth About Flowers

The flower
by neglect
withered
and died…
but no one noticed
they just walked by
busy with 
their own agendas
pie in the sky
they failed to 
see…
the petals
wilted
growth stilted
all sides
 pressed in
the very 
life 
and 
beauty
 pressed out
stepped on
walked over
crushed
leaving faint aroma
and stain
Once full of life
now dry
lifeless
memory faded
sweep it away
sweep it away
under the carpet 
where hearts lie betrayed
the truth about flowers
is-
flowers aren’t
 forever
still
 always displayed
but their beauty fleeting
tenderness bleeds out
grows brittle
with time
and neglect…
one moment 
flash of time
glorious,
remembered no more…
remembered 
no 
more.

Linking with dVerse for Open link night at the Pub-time for some poetic justice!

Also with Tracy for Winsome Wednesday:

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12 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Denise
    May 21, 2013 @ 12:21:53

    My friend, I truly enjoy your writing.

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  2. Brian Miller
    May 21, 2013 @ 13:07:13

    under the carpet where hearts are betrayed…ugh….so true on neglect as well as people walk on by…chilling in its truth you know…the echo at the end as well…

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  3. Plays with Purpose
    May 21, 2013 @ 13:23:41

    Dawn, I don't think I will look at a flower ever the same again. You just gave me another way to look at a flower.Hugs,Kelly

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  4. Marja Verschoor-Meijers
    May 21, 2013 @ 15:36:31

    Hhmmm, so you're a poet too huh?! Multi talented girl 🙂 love the flower story.

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  5. Björn
    May 21, 2013 @ 19:46:37

    flowers wither… such a sad sentiment.. hope that with season's cycles they still return to renewed bloom.

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  6. Claudia
    May 21, 2013 @ 20:02:35

    tightly penned metaphor…and i really pray that i have an eye for the people around me and not let them wither unnoticed.. often we're just so occupied with other things that we fail to notice..

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  7. Dolly @Soulstops
    May 21, 2013 @ 20:34:14

    Love this, Dawn…yes, let us pay attention to the flowers and the people around us…those moments of love and attention 🙂

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  8. Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger
    May 21, 2013 @ 22:33:32

    Really a beautiful write–and the metaphor works so well!

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  9. Heaven
    May 21, 2013 @ 22:49:43

    The flowers are indeed fleeting with their beauty ~ Enjoyed the words briskly running down the page ~

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  10. mrs mediocrity
    May 22, 2013 @ 01:19:47

    Ah, but the thing about flowers, though fleeting, they grow seeds. 🙂

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  11. Patsy Paterno
    May 22, 2013 @ 04:55:59

    30000 likes, Dawn! I used to write lots of poetry when I was in high school. Don't remember if it was any good! ha ha Patsy from HeARTworks

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  12. M. J. Joachim
    May 22, 2013 @ 14:14:27

    Souls are precious things. Wow!

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