
Prodded by tiny leaves
and seduced by eager bees
buds blossom well in advance
of spring, illuminating dull leaves
and somber trees
Prodded by tiny leaves
and seduced by eager bees
buds blossom well in advance
of spring, illuminating dull leaves
and somber trees
Lina looked at the aging blossom in her balcony, eagerly sucking up every drop of rain nature had to offer. The edges of its petals were dark and she could see small holes in the rose. But, it persistently held on. Lina did not know how long she could persist. She thought back to when she was healthy, young, and idle. Now she wanted to make everyday count, no matter how numbered her days were. Determined, she limped painfully from her coffee table to her laptop. Even the morose Robin of the Willow sang with unusual energy and vigor.
This was written for Charli’s Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. The word prompt for this week is Blossom.
Beauty not only resides
in sprightly brightness
and flashing colours
Look at this new blossom
of delicate petals
and pale splendour
Any heart that dances
to the rhythm of animated glow
would be enveloped in soft music
and be cheered with unknown warmth
while glancing at this flower of joy
The rose blossomed with a blush
Wondering at the greenery and lush
Drifting with the cool breeze
Leaning towards the eager bees
Soaking in the warmth of the day
Terrified of approaching footsteps
Threatening to tear it away
Desiring mild dewdrops
To recapture its youth
And revive its mystifying charm
Alarmed at the abrupt storm
Drenching it to a new shape
Pulling on its petals
And pouring torrents of rain
Determined to dislodge it from the stem
The rose resolutely intact
Yearning desperately for silence
And pleading for lingering peace