It's here, prepared or not –
A single flower.
Dozens of breathtaking, intricate pink-orange petals reach for the sun.
Newly bloomed, plump seeds, crisp leaves, overflowing with rich chlorophyll
A diamond in the ruff, devouring attention, a beauty beyond compare.
It is young, yet it has visitors,
Fuzzy bumblebees and graceful cultivated butterflies.
Oh, but it now has seen enough moons
Everything, however beautiful, must end.
And now – the time has come.
Posted in response to the challenge Here.
falling sky, slowly, piece by piece
I've forgotten how to move, to breathe
all the truth I've ever known begins to cease
as I watch my world fall apart
time is ticking, while holding still
When you’re gone I’ll think of every missed call
I’ll summon your sunny warmth and laughter
Without you, who will catch me if I fall?
Your stars always kept night lit long after
HEADLINES
Big words jumping out at you from creased paper, casually thrown on the counter, demanding attention
Meaningless opinions coated in fallacies
Comments
I love your take on this challenge! "Oh, but it now has seen enough moons // Everything, however beautiful, must end." Ahh, haunting but lovely! I suppose all beauty in the natural world is evanescent, isn't it? Something fall does a good job of reminding us of. Art, poetry, at least, are everlasting...
Thank you so much!! <3 You have a beautiful way of describing :)
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