
O’ crush not these petals of mine,
nor tether them in polished glass.
Grow weary not of bounteous sun,
though I’d wither (waste) through
seasons crisp —
O’ pluck not these petals of mine,
believe change is but inescapable.
I vary not ‘neath pressure of blue
storm; rather birth heart-song(s)
with each bud and beginning —
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I love the birthing of heart-songs!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Change indeed is inevitable.
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Rajani 🙂
O, yes, cycling with nature, again and again is change that does not vary–but how beautifully you say it! To take steps to preserve would be interfering. Such a truth to contemplate!
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I am sure flowers would prefer to wither on the stem than in some alien vase, and continue to enjoy the sun’s rays and ensuring the plant benefits from it. (I am funny that way!) You adeptly dimply that in “birth heart songs with each bud an beginning”.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 good to see you ❤️
there’s much power in positive attitude…so beautifully expressed..& i simply love that flower pic…
Thank you so much, Sumana 🙂 as ever for inspiring us all ❤️
though I’d wither (waste) through
seasons crisp —
Let them wither on their own as insisted by the changing seasons
Hank
Undoubtedly 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Hank ❤️
So uplifting!
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Yes, what a wonderful display of the positive, of life
Thank you so much, Marco 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Yes Sanaa change is inevitable and even nature and the seasons are full of change. A beautiful poem!
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” O’ pluck not these petals of mine” we, ourselves, would also wish to be allowed to bloom or fade when our nature calls us to do either. Lovely poem,,
Aw!❤️ Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so nice to see you!❤️
Oh yes, so much packed into two stanzas. I enjoy your projection into Spring, faith in rebirth & rejuvenation. I like how your personalized the flower, made it a spokesperson.
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A beautiful write Sanaa, I especially love how you would rather ‘birth heartsong(s) with each bud and beginning’ ?
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The image of those crushed petals contrast so well with the longing in this poem…
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 good to see you ❤️
This is lovely work. Change is a difficult thing and the metaphor of the flower works well here.
Thank you so much, Michelle 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love what you did with the title alone. I see an IV that might have air in it, or not. So someone might be about to die. Or if it’s a metaphor, the “air” sent straight into the veins might be saving someone’s life.
The ending is beautiful. This is my favorite line: “I vary not ‘neath pressure of blue”
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I love the beauty and wisdom here.
Thank you so much, Mosk 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
So lyrical to read Sanaa ~ Change is a lovely to see in flowers blooming ~
Thank you so much, Grace 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lovely work Sanaa. The personification in this poem is excellent. Very poignant poem.
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Nice sound. I liked the phrase “bud and beginning “.
Thank you so much, Frank 🙂 so nice to see you ❤️
Accepting change….what a beautiful image and imagery created, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Kay 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I agree with the flower – it belongs outside for that lovely ending:
‘I vary not ‘neath pressure of blue
storm; rather birth heart-song(s)
with each bud and beginning —’
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the flower’s wisdom in this
Thank you so much, Bryan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A beautiful bloom of words, Sanaa!
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Lovely as always. I particularly like the line, ‘nor tether them in polished glass’.
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Just beautiful–and the photo is stunning.
Thank you so much, Victoria 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Delicateness and strength together in such a poetic way….beautiful. …
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Nice job!
Thank you so much, Sean 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️