There is No Need to Water a Wilted Flower Garden

There is No Need to Water a Wilted Flower Garden

A Poem by MsJewel

There is no need to water a wilted flower garden…



The grass was so much greener when

the lilies stood tall against the roses

pink buds blooming on the vine

the scent of violets and lavender

wrapping me in a plume of a thousand beautiful things

 

Lush gardens and you

holding the heart of my heart

light as the breeze brushing my neck

kissing my cheek

with secrets of days to come

 

as my mind wandered among the butterflies

 

Who opened the venetian blinds

and let time in?

It wasn’t ours to fight against

 

And now, you are nothing but a haunting sunset

in the beauty of a vulnerable sky

while I’m left with the stars pulling my hair…

neurotic, destructive, fiery, dangerous, unrestrained

 

To hell, to hell with it…

 

There is no need to water a wilted flower garden


© 2017 MsJewel



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MsJewel
Photography ~ Pinterest
Poetry ~ MsJewel

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my god Julie, that was stark, raw and tears at the heart... the thing is too, there is such soft longing and love in the first part of the poem and then wham!! a haunting sunset... the stark reality of lost love... but it is exactly now when water is needed in this garden... I love your poetry Julie, even when it rips out my heart and stomps on it...

redzone

Posted 6 Months Ago


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redzone

6 Months Ago

No, life is often filled with pain and suffering, heart break... no worries about the stomping Juli.. read more
MsJewel

6 Months Ago

I'm tougher than I look Curt! :)
redzone

6 Months Ago

I know Julie, to me you look like you know how to live life... but that doesn't mean it (life) doesn.. read more



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Aloha MsJewel, I enjoyed the stark contrasts of your poem and the building intensity spiralling in flames. Time is an ocean of contrasting moments, you conveyed this with great emotion. Izzy

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Thank you for your lovely review :) Julie
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6 Months Ago

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I love how you took it on a journey from the softness of the garden to the fiery hell of the end!

Good write Jewel.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

I'm thrilled you enjoyed it Bev. Thanks so much :) Julie
Who opened the venetian blinds
and let time in? - brilliant words! I imagine this happening and how the time floods in, like sunbeams.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. I appreciate it very much :) Julie
Amongst such beauty and lush foliage you manage to describe entangled weeds and thorns and the stark, brown patch that becomes a neglected, once loved, heart.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Thank you John :) Julie
Such an intensely emotional write. Time is always the winner. We are powerless against time. The world is not the same when the ones we love are no longer in it. The stars are no longer beautiful and no amount of watering those wilted flowers will make them bloom again. This one packs a punch, Julie. An honest one. Lydi**

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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Thank you Lydi. I appreciate you. :) Julie
man! the contrast is superb ..at the turn your knife sliced straight into my heart ..not like you usually ;)

beautifully done Ms. Jewel .. "wrapping me in a plume ..." sent my heart soaring and melting at the same time ... really good stuff says i! its into the library it goes for me!
E.
ps. in spite of your title i find, even at your conclusion, your poem springs thoughts of times i would water anyway ..for the longest times ..in the wildest of hopes to resurrect green shoots from the crudgey brown stubble :{ foolish man eh!? ;))

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Not foolish at all. Sometimes those green shoots turn into beautiful flowers - but there are times.. read more
Einstein Noodle

6 Months Ago

yes indeed ...so true ... senseless beating of the dead horse syndrome eh!? very top o' the mahrnin'.. read more
Yes - as long as the (pardon this part - I'm quoting a friend to illustrate my point) sh*t, p*ss and vomit that is life is kept out then we get to enjoy and experience bliss in it's purest form.
But someone always opens those blinds (great metaphor by the way).
The bittersweetness of this is palpable.
Your pen runneth over with wondrous sentiment Julie.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind words Tony :) Julie
My mistake Julie... It was Elizabeth Barrett Browning who wrote "How do I love you ... Let me count the ways....
However I believe Emily Dickinson knew the tragedy of love... the fading of the flowers... truly, Pat

Posted 6 Months Ago


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MsJewel

6 Months Ago

I believe you are right - it was Elizabeth Barrett Browning - who is one of my favorites. Thanks so.. read more
I am watering the garden of my mind with your beautiful flow... Haunted sunsets besotted by vulnerable skies... Stunning... Breezily penned...

Posted 6 Months Ago


MsJewel

6 Months Ago

Thank you for the lovely comment and compliment :) Julie
dear Julie... Yes, love can be like the
scent of Violet's and lavender... holding the heart of your heart ... Light as the breeze brushing your neck. "How do I love you... let me count the ways". penned by a famous poetess. Was it Emily Dickinson? Her romance(s) were sad... truly, Pat

Posted 6 Months Ago



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