Ah Janine - thank you!! & I'm secretly glad you commented over here rather than over there as you're one of my people. I hope that doesn't sound selfish? Obviously you are free to go where you please.
I was rather pleased with this one as it seemed to be easy to read, but hopefully people might read more into it. I was hoping to use the rose to convey how once the grip of death had passed the beauty still remained and that the essence of the rose (or indeed of the person) kept its shape. But heh, that's probably what was in my mind rather than what I actually wrote...
“Use what talent you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best” (Henry Van Dyke)... So here I sing my frail song to add to the cacophony of life.
It's beautiful...like all your poems!!!! Heartwrenching, yes....but it is lovely pain! ~Janine XO
ReplyDeleteAh Janine - thank you!! & I'm secretly glad you commented over here rather than over there as you're one of my people. I hope that doesn't sound selfish? Obviously you are free to go where you please.
ReplyDeleteI was rather pleased with this one as it seemed to be easy to read, but hopefully people might read more into it. I was hoping to use the rose to convey how once the grip of death had passed the beauty still remained and that the essence of the rose (or indeed of the person) kept its shape. But heh, that's probably what was in my mind rather than what I actually wrote...
i'll go look-see
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