Step light upon the petals as they fall
lest you crush their hope into
the dark of nothingness.

Other realms of endless light
send invitations through
sweet fragrances of sights
(as yet)

Past echoes ring forth in
depths of crystal clarity
as buds anticipate
the struggle ahead that awaits
before their birth.


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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

14 thoughts on “Birth”

  1. Step light upon the petals as they fall…love this line. Your poem of a flower without speaking the word. Perhaps an actual flower or the anticipation of one’s dream about to bloom. Beautiful poem.

  2. What I like most about how you handled this topic, is that you did not need to use the word ‘flower’ but rather implied it through its parts: petals, fragrance and bud. I think your response to the challenge is excellent – I love the interplay of light and dark.

  3. The cat tried to step light but he has two left feet and crushed the poor petals, think they’ll still sing?..haha A nice soothing verse!

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