A Show of Flowers

A Show of Flowers

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(a requiem for a friend) Hampton Court Flower Show

"
My Greek Pandora
I last saw her
at the palace in Hampton Court.
Thoughtfully she brought
a wicker basket, brimful of
delicacies, home baked.

With friends we picnicked
on the bank of the Thames.
Balmy scent of flowers
sweetening those evening hours
in July's sultry heat.

Not a care in the world,
I remember our chat.
Her black cotton hat framing
Hellenic features and olive skin.
Fingernails fabulously red.

Our friendship
fizzled out like a firework
with a damp fuse.
No shouting scenes,
we fell apart, a garment
split at the seams.

I dream of her and understand
her burdens got out of hand.
Phone calls lessened, texts stopped,
she dropped all contact.

That final call, tearful and sad,
family feuds gave bad vibes.
She distraught, caught in a web of pain
told me she'd been a lousy friend.
Not so said I.

Again and again, I've tried
but the number's dead
and that haunting voice in my head
speaks to me continually,
chipping away on marble stone,
telling me she's gone.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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Oh my....this one hits home for me. When friends sort of disappear without a trace, it leaves a hole in the heart. I could picture you and your friend sitting new the water's edge and confiding in one another. I am sorry your friend had problems....but sorrier still that you do not know how to contact her now. Very sad indeed. Your poem is honest and the emotions raw. Lydi***

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Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

She is a loss to me Lydi**. Thank you so much for your thoughtful review. Always good to have you st.. read more



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Very touching and deeply moving dear poet and friend. You kept the door open and that shows your true, forgiving heart. You kept it civil and that shows your true manners. You kept it close and that shows your true caring soul.
This brings tears to eyes. Consider us your true, loving friends. You have our best interest for you.

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Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Dear Sami, you have a beautiful caring soul. I was greatly moved by your response. Thank you.
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Sami Khalil

5 Months Ago

Wow! You are welcome.
a lament so deserving of your friendship and weakened interactions
we should all be so fortunate ... thank you

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Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Thank you ABG. A loss she is to me. We did share some great times, so I focus on those now. Apprecia.. read more
So well written Chris, in an engaging, descriptive story telling style. The last stanza was just perfect. A sad but a little gem.

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Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Many thanks Andrew. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris
such a lovely poem, ...exquisite images.
thanks Chris, for sharing this.
sincerely, a soul sister,
Amber

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Thank you Amber for stopping by and gifting a lovely review. You are appreciated.

Chr.. read more
Oh my....this one hits home for me. When friends sort of disappear without a trace, it leaves a hole in the heart. I could picture you and your friend sitting new the water's edge and confiding in one another. I am sorry your friend had problems....but sorrier still that you do not know how to contact her now. Very sad indeed. Your poem is honest and the emotions raw. Lydi***

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

She is a loss to me Lydi**. Thank you so much for your thoughtful review. Always good to have you st.. read more
Something beautiful and amazing. You aptly name beautiful feelings.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Pleased to meet you Katarzyna. I appreciate the lovely review you left me. Thaynks for stopping by.<.. read more
The way your words paint a picture in this piece is touching. The bitter-sweet beginning and the haunting end come together so beautifully.

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Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Thank you sonnie. Such a sad loss she is. I appreciate you stopping by.

Chris
LOVE this wonderful poem Chris..
Flows really well..with a beginning, middle and end..
As I am New to submitting poetry..with no education in that department..would you mind telling me what type of poetry this is..
I see some rhyme here and there..
Thank you,
Lisa

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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5 Months Ago

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Chris Shaw

5 Months Ago

Thank you Richard. Advice thankfully received. Will check out your link. Pleased you liked the piece.. read more
Richard&#128396;

5 Months Ago

To thee as-well, Dear Chris 🌿
The sadness in your words touches the heart Chris. Beautiful writing. :) Julie

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Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Thank you so much Julie for stopping by. Good to see you.

Chris
"Well, I've never been to England but I kind of like the Beatles." Three Dog Night.

This reminded me of a dear friend I lost just recently. She lived on the west coast in California so we never got to meet but she was a wonderful friend until the day she died. I'll never forget her. Lovely write. F.



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Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

I don't know anyone who doesn't like the Beatles who are of course from Liverpool where my man comes.. read more

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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