Jooles

She was a flower


Notice of absence from Jooles
I disappear for months on end......just my life but I always come back!

She was a flower in a sea of weeds
Always stretching up for the sun but never quite reaching
No one ever thought of her needs
Her eyes weeping tears and her 💓 always bleeding

She was a flower set adrift at sea
Always fighting the current and seeking the land
Dragged by the tide never truly free
No on was there to guide her way or lend her a hand

She is a flower now crumpled lying dead on the floor
She was beaten and torn, colour drained and body rumpled
In peace may her spirit finally reach the sun, never look back just continue to soar

Comments4

  • Santita

    A great metaphor, Jooles! Life can feel like this at times, you captured it well!

    • Jooles

      Aww thank you so much...yeah sometimes we are fighting that current

    • FineB

      A wonderful write if a trifle sad.

      Thank you Jooles.

      Keep writing
      FineB

      • Jooles

        Thank you

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good write with a wonderfully positive ending.

        • Jooles

          Thanks goldfinch

        • Joe Dawson

          It sometimes happens that; you start a poem and the poem takes over, you mastered it well. Good read. Joe.

          • Jooles

            So true...you have an idea for a poem and it develops into something entirely different. Thanks



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