Her pale petals spew; guided
by Death's living Way.
Along its edges - ashamed -
ache ripples down

poor pooor flower..
landy..
your mom is a terrorist
and your dad too
because you are just the bomb..
sheeeshh...
awesome.

Landy,

You know I told you my interpretation of this piece when I first read it, and while I know your intention was to write a nature poem, which obviously it was, it also seemed to portray the emotion of love, and of many firsts to me, I know you didn't intend to write it.. but to me I think the fact that this poem can be interpreted by people differently definitly makes it so interesting.

Well done of winning the Misc category for the club challenge, I think that this piece did really well under that category simple because without the nature titled next to it, it allowed people to really think about it.

Nothing more I can say to you about this piece and I believe I already went over it a couple of times with you :P

"Her pale petals spew; guided
by Death's living Way.
Along its edges - ashamed -
ache ripples down"

The above was definitly my favorite stanza, Loved the imagery aswell as the darkness behind it..

I just noticed you have "Death" the "D" capitalized. I don't know if this was your intention to personify the character of death ect.. If not then it should be changed to lower case.

Other then that, well done hun. An awesome job. Proud of you.

-Mel

This is one of the better poems I've read recently, and I read a lot of them. I took a certain sense of desperation and vulnerability from this poem, sort of a heartfelt cry just shone out to me and hit me so hard in the face it made my head spin.

I've got nothing to add or take away from this poem, it fits nicely within the beat and the rythm and nothing in the feels forced to me, it all flows really, really well.

Thanks, this was a great read. I'll keep and eye out for your works from now.

--ares