losing petals

losing petals

A Poem by Elizabeth

that beating bleeding mess
thumps
and skips
a beat

maddening cadence
interminable tick

tick
tick

like a watch
losing time

or a flower
losing petals

but I do not wear a watch
and I refuse to lose my petals

© 2011 Elizabeth


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i love the rhythm of the first stanza.
the metaphors of the fourth and fifth.
and the ending

Posted 13 Years Ago


few words with such large possibilities. Like a ticking time bomb....a constant reminder to chase, grab, have what we desire. Makes me feel like I must have something, and I am so scared that it won't ever come but I must keep my head above water....or else I drown.

Great Write.

Regards,

Matthew

Posted 13 Years Ago


short, delicate but the last line is so weighty compared to the rest of the piece, which makes it all the better.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Opens with somewhat repulsive, though starkly accurate, imagery.
Often dipped in humor and dripped out with a peculiar flair, Elizabeth continues to shove her paintbrush up Reality's nose.
I enjoy your irreverece immensely, Elizabeth. Would suggest, however, that you hold tightly to your petals. Reality has a notoriously thin sense of humor.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I love the resistance in this poem, and the refusal to accept the state of the moment, refusing to be caught up and left in time. Brilliant write, with profound imagry, as always!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Stand up and be seen, great poem my friend.

Posted 13 Years Ago


love the title.
the first two stanzas: such description of the heartbeat: something so essential and so easily forgotten.
such description throughout this poem
and such strength in the end

Posted 13 Years Ago


i like the sad matter of this poem, like someone aware
of the weight of the world
and the ending of this poem, like someone who
can bare such a weight, or at least is willing
to try

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well, aren't you just the rebel! Great write, very clever and inventive! I'll bet you never have to sing old Bee Gee tunes your whole life! I really like this one a lot.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I love it... such a rebellious attitude... not gonna conform to society and lose your true identity... rage on young lady.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Elizabeth
Elizabeth

Wonderland, TN



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