Betrayed

Betrayed

A Poem by Robert Ray


Once-white petals beneath,

Withered shoulders sagging,

Her blue companion departed,

She dances only with the wind.

 

Glaring through frosted panes,

Denying her suspended grave,

She envies the single cut rose,

Atop a carved cherry pedestal.

 

The ravished perennial poses,

Drinking from deep crystal,

Bathing in sheltered sunlight,

Oblivious death awaits.

 

The winter geranium weeps;

For only the dead see the dead.

 


© 2018 Robert Ray



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Robert Ray
Critical, candid feedback sincerely appreciated.

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Death approaches and it is inevitable. That is what this poem says to me. It reminds me of a slow slide into decay. A gradual vanishing of something once vibrant. It was well written and the imagery it brings is quite vivid. I had to read this slowly to let it sink in and allow my mind to digest it. I love poems that forces me to linger a while on the lines and really let them sink in. :) Thank you for that,

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Robert Ray

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Thank you, Dianne. It's always good to read your reviews. I'm pleased to see you took something aw.. read more



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For me your poem tells the final tragedy in any and all situation: the gradual fading of a protected life or the agony of an exposed one. Death beckons, takes, then leaves only remnants - whether plant or human life. And, we know it will happen. As with a fading plant, Humankind displays best it can - wherever, however. Your final phrase touches heart and mind..

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Thank you for another review. Your interpretation is what I had in my mind when I wrote this one. .. read more
emmajoy

1 Month Ago

I am a resting landscape desiger and believe that flowers belong in a garden.. else, why not take in.. read more
The first time I read this I just enjoyed the rhythm and lovely metaphors, even referring to a vase as deep crystal is brilliant. Then I reread and I think understood how some are rejected and left outside to face the elements whereas others are framed and admired, but both are on the same journey towards death, one is just 'suspended', but only the one who faces death so brutally can see the truth that the others are facing it too. I'm not sure but I viewed it as about perspective and how it seems different from outside the window, and I saw the envy for the safety, but when I read it the first time I felt pity for the roses and that they are already dead and being paraded after death. I'm not completely sure as shown by my ramblings, but there is definitely a sense that in all cases death prevails-quite beautifully depressing really. Would you explain why you chose to name it betrayed please because I feel like that opens a whole other door to meaning that I have missed.

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Emma, I'll share my perspective as the writer. Still, I value all interpretations. This is poem ha.. read more
Emma

1 Month Ago

Title totally makes sense and it says a lot about your skill as a poet that I got the majority of yo.. read more
The last line is so haunting. And the rhythm is just beautiful. You did a wonderful job. Thanks for sharing!

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Thanks much for your kind words. I'm happy you enjoyed it.
Only the dead see the dead- something about this line- i believe it myself- all the spiritual side of things...

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

I thought it was a good last line for this poem. I'm glad it resonated with you. Thanks for readin.. read more
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KAJ
Very good, sweet and sad. I like the last line.
thank you

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Thanks. I appreciate the read and your remarks.
Good beat. Bass drum on the route to St. Louis No.1.
Poe had it right love, death, beauty, mixed well in the tear vat. Thanks for sharing

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Delmar, thanks for reading and sharing that insight. It's been a while since I read Poe.
Delmar Cooper

1 Month Ago

His thoughts about "the death of a beautiful woman" as the best poetic theme stuck with me.
Spectacular imagery and metaphor...life is globally fragile.. life is cyclical..the winter geranium accepts her fate with grace and beauty..”for everything there is a season”...” For only the dead see the dead” Great, lyrical poem.

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Annette! This poem was inspired by a window box of dead geraniums hanging outside my bed.. read more
I love your poetry.... I read and re read this and both times the blue companion stood out, the way it’s talking about flowers with an almost hidden but not hidden meaning about death real masterful work :)

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Robert Ray

1 Month Ago

Thanks very much for continuing to read my stuff. I'm truly flattered.

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Added on January 8, 2018
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Tags: reflection, self discovery, redemption, flowers, winter, wind, roses, death

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