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Saturday, November 12, 2011

Love Turned to Seed


love ends.
its blossoming
once glorious lies burnt.
a summer flower turned to seed
hoping to bloom
again.


©Susie Clevenger 2011
OSI Prompt: The summer flower has run to seed
The first line of John Clare's poem Autumn

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9 comments :

Chantell said...

I love this! The way you described it is so true...We do retreat to recover (ie turn back to seed) but yet still hope to bloom (fall in love) once again... ♥

Gemma Wiseman said...

I too thought of summer love closing! We connected! Beautiful, flowing thoughts!

insanebloom said...

Your words always touch a chord somewhere really deep. Beautiful write, Susie!

Rosie said...

Beautiful and poignant...
Love the photo too! =)

Old Raven said...

And it will (bloom again). There is great tenderness here.

Nanka said...

Surely it will seed to all its former glory!! Love shall bloom to blossom once again!!

Whitesnake said...

Love is an expensive comodity!
The question we ask is how much are we willing to pay?

Janet said...

Beauty in every layer, this poem a seed of hope!
Thank-you

zongrik said...

yes, once a relationship ends, we always wonder if we will love again, especially if it was traumatic.

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