Pottery Lottery

These were my thoughts in bed last night at 1am.

Pottery Lottery

 

What if the vase breaks?

Who will guide the flower to the sun?

Who will feed the bud her water?

 

What if the vase breaks?

Will I die?

Have I died?

 

What happens now?

 

 

Author's Note

Questions questions questions ...... always questioning.

Reviews

[Raef C. Boylan]

Yikes - no wonder we're all sleep-deprived, when these are our nighty-night thoughts. Lol.
When picked/bought flowers die, I feel really bad. It's like neglecting a pet. I've only been bought flowers once or twice [weird that I have at all, really] but have asked not to be because I clearly can't handle the responsibility.
Good use of italics in the last line, places an urgent emphasis on that question, and kind of highlights the helpless rhetoric.

Thanks for posting this.

[Zane Mathias]

Life is fragile.. This is a very provoking thought.

[Bear]

James is coming back has a good point about the bud being doomed from the moment it was cut to be placed in the vase... oh, the flower's life my be fading but the petals could be pressed and made into a work of art if you were so inclined, or perhaps the petals mixed in a potpouri to simmer it's aroma in your midst~~ asking have you died just tells me that you're still alive and searching for a path to continue trekking upon.

Bear

[JP thinks the WC is apt..]

Having generously reviewed my 'mockery of crockery', I thought it only fitting that I should drop in on your 'pottery lottery.'

I really enjoyed this piece, it's cryptic and thought-provoking. What is our vase, in other words, what steers us towards the sun? Nice. 'What happens now' is a resonant thought to leave the reader with too. But I do wonder if the flower was doomed when you cut it in the first place.

Cheers for the review, James x

[Phil Sanders]

We all have them .. especially at night .... relax my good friend .. beautifully written ...

[Mark Pearce]

Simple.

Much deeper than it shouold be for so few words.

Congrats.