petal


from the ABC set Some kind of poetry

An inevitable sad confetti,
Endings masquerade as promises.

The fallen petals are husks,
Remnants of a nonviable fruit.

Each tiny petal is perfectly formed,
Already I knew her face.

They are soft and fragrant in my hands,
An imitation of life.

I know they have already begun to decay,
Somewhere inside.

They bleed, return to the earth,
An unblemished existence.

Despite my cupped hands,
They fall, become dust.

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Comments

insertponceyfre... | April 9, 2010 - 21:24

I really like this shoe!

shoe | April 10, 2010 - 08:30

Thanks IPFN!

kheldar | April 10, 2010 - 10:44

Simple and beautiful, just like me, but without the beautiful part, me that is, not your poem, the poem is beautiful AND simple, I is just simple, i'll be going now.

David xx

Kahdai | April 10, 2010 - 11:27

Aaw shoe, I don't know what your thought behind this is, it seems very sad, it is beautiful though. K xx

shoe | April 10, 2010 - 18:35

On your beauty I could not comment!:~D
of your simplicity, I think not.:~}

P.S, you made me smile.

MistakenMagic | April 10, 2010 - 18:49

This is so beautiful, Shirley. I love your delicate imagery that gives a soft yet sad air to the poem. Well done!

Magic xxx

shoe | April 11, 2010 - 08:23

Thanks Magic, pleased the sadness showed through for you.

shoe | April 11, 2010 - 08:25

Ah, Kahdai, it is sad isn't it. I actually felt happy when writing it, but it is something I have thought about for a while. glad you think it beautiful.

Also meant to say, I thought it might be too obvious what it is about, now I'm not sure it is obvious enough. it's hard to be objective on your own stuff. if anyone has an opinion I'd be glad to hear it!

kheldar | April 11, 2010 - 11:30

Hi Shirley,

I could be way of beam here, but I read it as a woman wanting a baby but there being no man in her life, or at least non man who is willing, to fulfill his side of the biological miracle.

David

threeleafshamrock | April 11, 2010 - 12:41

I kind of agree with Kheldar, in as much as the failed pregnancy goes but not sure that there is a longing for a baby or a man; more an observation. Lovely poem though, really enjoyed.
Of course, it is a well known fact that every woman needs a man, I mean phff...everyone knows that, don't they? ;) LOL

Nice one Shirley ;)

Chris

shoe | April 11, 2010 - 15:06

Thanks Guys, it's really interesting to hear a male take on it, and you both have great insight, maybe it was just obvious enough then!!!

And Chris, A woman needs a man like a tea needs sugar!

Kahdai | April 12, 2010 - 15:21

Aaw! that's what I thought it was wanting a baby & couldn't have one! I then wondered if it was my own longing for a baby influenced that reading! Kahdai xx

jennifer | August 1, 2010 - 12:37

Great poem, but it should be 'existence'.

I especially like the line:

'Endings masquerade as promises.'

J x

shoe | August 4, 2010 - 18:22

Thanks Jennifer and well spotted, corrected now.:}