Hope
By Bee
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Undetected,
cankers break the promise of a bud,
blotch with black, both cane and thorn,
insidious, they spread to mortify a healthy vine.
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Cut the blighted branch, and stem
the progress of this disconcerting fungus,
then drench the rest with toxic chemicals
in hope of cure - of preservation -
rejuvenation - a gift of longevity
to the lovely amongst lovelies -
pruned, but blooming pinky in her bed,
until at last her petals fall about her feet
amid the blush and gilding
of her final season,
when aged, but graceful -
ever grateful for her bright companions,
in the haven of a garden,
she opens up her face to grant the sun
one tender, beaming smile. Her rightful time
has come to bid the world goodbye.
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beautiful! Should it be douse
beautiful! Should it be douse? (or drench would be good too)
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Dear Bee...from a technical
Dear Bee...from a technical stance, 'drench' fits wonderfully, forming excellent internal rhyming with 'longevity', preservation, etc. etc.
As insert says, 'Beautiful'...this poem. Just beautiful.
Tina
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Beautiful analogy to ugly things......
..... if beautiful is the word.
Very clever comparison of flowers and the human condition. Many deep feelings in here.
.... so good, Bee!
Edx
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The beauty of the rose so
The beauty of the rose so touchingly described, and the allegory of pruning and fungicide, giving a new lease of beauty. Rhiannon
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Hi Bee,
Hi Bee,
really enjoyed the connection of the flower with the human. I felt an ethos of final acceptance at the end which set the poem off well.
Jenny.
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"hope"... a philosophy of
"hope"... a philosophy of life! Beautiful words & thoughts!!
Terry
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Lovely words Bee, and as you
Lovely words Bee, and as you say giving hope to those who need it.
Lindy
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