| Open Poetry #50 |
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A Crushed Flower |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana
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I held a flower in my hand, Its colors were alive and grand. I decide to crush out its worth, And give unto it a new birth. The flower is mangled in death, It has no beauty and no breath. If I could bring back the hour, I'd not dishonor the flower. ©July 30, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Well done! Your melancholy is loud and clear. You do sonnets very well. ~L |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
It's said that when you like a flower, you just pluck it, but when you love a flower, you water it daily. Your poetry reminded me of same. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Many thanks, Lori, I very much appreciate your comments. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah, Bluesy, you do know how to say the right things. Thank you. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Hear the depth of you, my man . . . knowing the feeling. j. |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Isn't that the way of life though...So many things we wish we could of changed. As always a wonderful write Jerry ~ Alana ![]() |
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