Helleborus Orientalis (Pretty Ellen)

Helleborus Orientalis (Pretty Ellen)

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(a garden reprieve)

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sub zero temperatures at night
exposed your fragile heart

left you coated in ice crystals
dying in daylight's dreary cold

that moment was mourned
a reminder that all things pass

that living things don't last forever
that pleasure has no permanency

your fate attracted my sadness
until warmer days prevailed

life sailed back into limp leaves
the stem of you stood proud

your flowers resembled those
of a wild rose with a new lease

and for a while earlier shadow
was eclipsed by your blooming

© 2021 Chris Shaw


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"sub zero temperatures at night
exposed your fragile heart" love these tenderly gorgeous lines, they darw us into your feelings and moments, that's the cycle of life, birth, death and rebirth, even the smallest creatures have this. Like always, wonderful used of words, amazing flow and rhythm.



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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

So encouraging are your kind words lightsong. Thanking you for your continued support.

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lightsong

3 Years Ago

You are warmly welcome my dear Chris 💖 Happy Wednesday 🌸🌼🌸



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I LOVE THIS ONE! yes, nothing is permanent, the only permanence is impermanence> enjoy the blooming!

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much. I love your avatar by the way. Pleased to have you visit. All good wishes.
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Lovely writing Chris, yes they die and come back and I think they are poisonous too. Yes life is fragile and moments are all fleeting.

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thanks Andrew. I often find inspiration in my garden. All good wishes.

Chris
andrew mitchell

3 Years Ago

Its called a winter Rose here I think. We have one.
I knew as soon as I saw the title this had to be a flower! I had to look it up. What a beautiful plant, indeed. It tells a small story, one of hope when all things seem lost. Beautiful piece. Thank you for sharing your words!

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Seriana. I appreciate your visit to this page. Pleased to meet you.

Chris
never heard of this flower, but your words convey something important in life, love and nature, and that is nothing lasts forever, As you say "pleasure has no permanency" Yet warmer days can give a new lease on life. Very well done Chris, I'm impressed. All the best, Betty

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Betty for your lovely and encouraging review. I always enjoy your thoughts.

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Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

You're quite welcome!!
"sub zero temperatures at night
exposed your fragile heart" love these tenderly gorgeous lines, they darw us into your feelings and moments, that's the cycle of life, birth, death and rebirth, even the smallest creatures have this. Like always, wonderful used of words, amazing flow and rhythm.



Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

So encouraging are your kind words lightsong. Thanking you for your continued support.

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lightsong

3 Years Ago

You are warmly welcome my dear Chris 💖 Happy Wednesday 🌸🌼🌸
I had to google your title flower, Chris, since flowers are not my area of expertise, lol. It's a lovely flower with a unique colour, an almost purple rose in appearance. I read this as being a metaphor for our life as well. Things of beauty like these flowers and souls of beauty that we grow to know and love are impermanent and they will bloom and spread their love until their days come to pass. We must always stop and smell the roses and spend our time wisely with those we hold dear. It's a lovely poem with a timely message, especially in our continuing troubled times. Fine writing, dear Chris. 🌹

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear Viktoria. My garden is my haven, especially in these days of lockdown. This plant flo.. read more
Chris - So true - living things don't last forever. The performance is in the memory of all the wondrous things we did while we were able.

Take care - Dave

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

So very true Dave. You totally understand. Thank you so much.

Chris
Hello dear Chris.
"that living things don't last forever
that pleasure has no permanency"
I read the poetry a few times. The above lines held on to me. I liked how you flowers and thoughts to create some meaningful thoughts. Release to a wild flower. I did like. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Coyote for the encouragement. It means alot. All good wishes

Chris
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Hello dear Chris and you are welcome. I loved the poetry.
How seamlessly you take us from death to rebirth, dear Chris. With as much grace as in nature itself. The analogy you chose of the flower Helleborus Orientalis is beautiful in itself. Its tender heart being crushed by adversity only to bloom again, coming a full circle, celebrates life and all its seasons. Death and mourning are inevitable but when seen with such positivity as you did here, the final outcome is one of hope and joy. You have my heartfelt appreciation here ❤

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you for that wonderful appreciation DIVYA. Pleased you fully understood the meaning here. All .. read more
until warmer days prevailed.... i love this

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Amanda for checking in and reviewing.

Chris

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