Petals drift softly upon the breeze; they twirl, they dance,
they float, they soar
The day you were born to me was the day I knew
you were lost to me
Glorious in pale pink, flushed deeper on your edges,
how you outshone the others
You began to drift away, I reached for you,
but there were so many
You sang as you lifted high upon the current,
free from my arms at last
Then the air stilled, you spiraled downward and I,
stiff with age, could do nothing
You settled in a soft plume of vibrant green,
a lush cushion to rest upon
I watched, I smiled, then a moistened drop of dew fell,
followed by another
The torrent began, you were trampled by the onslaught
and I wept for your pain
The sun shines once more, I see tattered pieces
of beauty all around me
I know you are among them, with that
I will rest easy
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April 18th, 2014 at 10:29 am
And now you’ve tossed your hat into the poetry ring ๐
Absolutely beautiful! I loved it, Nina!
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April 18th, 2014 at 10:53 am
I truly suck at structured poetry – and mildly suck at free-flow, but this one just struck me this way. Thank you, Joe – that’s very kind. I hope the ‘story’ behind the words is recognizable… :}
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April 18th, 2014 at 11:16 am
Yes it is ๐
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April 18th, 2014 at 12:07 pm
Indeed a very fine poem.
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April 18th, 2014 at 1:24 pm
Thank you! I was extremely nervous about including a poem. I greatly appreciate the kind words. ๐
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April 18th, 2014 at 1:27 pm
oh are you back? pish posh – the poem was great – very sad and not sad at same time. Not very good with words this afternoon ๐
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May 20th, 2014 at 2:03 pm
You don’t always have to be good with words everyday, some days just aren’t good for articulating. I’m glad you liked the poem. I almost NEVER write poetry (certainly never by any standard rule set), but, as usual – I sat down, and this came out. It is very sad, but also a joyful expression of life at the same time. And I love Cherry Blossoms, that’s what was in my head when I wrote it. They bloom for such a short span, it struck me as how fleeting life can be. Thank you, Sue!! ๐
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April 19th, 2014 at 3:08 pm
Very nice Nina ๐
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May 20th, 2014 at 2:04 pm
Thank you, Julie! You know poetry isn’t my forte, but I liked this one. I even imagined the petals as pink! Don’t faint!! ;}~
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