For Poets United: Mid-Week Motif – Flower
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Brief Life Span
Stood by watching you bloom
delicate petals slowly unfolding
from tightly curled bud
of your fragile in-most being.
Sunlight loved blue of your eyes
when laughter fell like soft rain
rounding edges of thorns grown
through need for defenses.
All too soon, had to stand by
watch darkness descend, gather
you back into its withering
embrace.
Elizabeth Crawford 5/24/2017
Note: Image is pen and ink line weave drawing, titled Night Bloom, enhanced with a digital background.
Soul's Music 
The loving and opening and regathering is exactly the rhythm of our so brief life. Exquisite.
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This is often the way. Buds bloom, enjoy their beauty for a time, but sometimes dark shadows creep up and enfold them again. Sad to see. But we remember the glorious flowering. Love your image as well, Elizabeth.
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Beautiful!!! A lesson to learn, “withering embrace.” Darkness falls. You have said it all.
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The circle of life. Budding, blooming, waning.
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“From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There’s more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done” (from Elton John’s “Circle of Life”)
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Such is life – so short. I like this. Makes me consider how much we need to bloom before darkness enfolds us. Love the art piece. it makes me consider that you are a deep thinker who sees beauty in the details.
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It is so hard to watch what we love wither away…
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I can feel the sadness, a reminder to enjoy the days of bloom as life is too short…
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That works as a metaphor for life itself…
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Sunlight loved blue of your eyes
when laughter fell like soft rain
rounding edges of thorns grown
through need for defenses.
*swoooooon* ❤️
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A bloom is an enticement to a pollinator who is something like an obstetrician in the plant realm.
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The image and poem beautifully compliment each other – i could feel her texture..the colour in the monochrome
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I admire the drawing and am touched by the poem.
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