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| Kerry O'Connor @skyloverpoetry |
Was I born for this? To blossom
for every wandering bee to take but never give
me a taste of the honey in return
– my colours fade –
I have been halved and cored
all my bitter seeds spilled on infertile ground
but there is juice for hummingbirds
– how they shine –
feeding on my perennial soul.
I am doubling up on Marian's marvellous prompts of this week: Juice! and Halved! in a Flash 55!
People think of flowers in terms of the joy they derive from them, forgetting that flowers have their own reasons for blooming that have nothing to do with what people want.
ReplyDeleteYes, that is true.. doesn't stop people from taking though.
DeleteThis is exquisitely drawn, Kerry!!💖 I love the way you give voice to flowers and give us a glimpse of how they must think and feel. That painting is to die for!😍😍
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sanaa. Yes, is the flower compared to a woman, or a woman to a flower?
Deleteyou are floralicious, Kerry. Salute!
ReplyDeleteI am most grateful for such an adjective, Ron!
Delete"to blossom for every wandering bee to take"
ReplyDeleteI think of bees as benevolent gifters, but this suggests more like grifters :) which I really appreciate.
This poem and drawing both, perfect through and through!
xo, Sister
Thank you for your inspiring back to back challenges, my sister!
DeleteI loved this, Kerry. Even without your picture the allusion of a one-way love affair comes through. I see selfishness and hope in a fairly common arrangement.
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Thank you for your insightful reading Jim.
DeleteI wonder whether one day we will be able to talk to trees and plants and get their take on living on the Earth.
ReplyDeleteI somehow doubt that will be possible.
DeleteLike I said on instagram, I relate to this ... and what a gorgeous drawing!
ReplyDeleteI love to know that a reader can relate to a poem I have written. Thank you, Margaret.
DeleteGreat title to intro the theme, perennially unrepleted for the honey not returned to its source.
ReplyDeleteYes, indeed. We all have to make do with loss, one way or another.
DeleteBeautiful. From darkness to hope- I love the build-up.
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