Flower Child (Birthday Poem)

by Melissa   May 27, 2010


Lately it feels like time
has kicked up her skirt,
and started running
without me

I, like a flower
have rooted myself to the scenery
as though being still could somehow
make that second hand
slowly breathe,

but no, I am in full blown florescence~
flattered by the sun,
only to have a rose bud prick my heart
and it's no easy feat flourishing,
with a thorn stuck to your stem

I've made love
with no inkling as to how love
is even grown,
it's not always about the weather

still I keep growing, maturing, becoming
that's just what a woman does

I'm 34,
no longer your innocent seedling
maybe mid-bloom

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  • 15 years ago

    by Minkus

    Nitpick: I think you meant "inkling," not "inking." I could be wrong, though.

    I really liked this poem. Ironically, it is not flowery as many other contest winners, with exquisite and unusual diction, but rather very lucid and smoothly worded. I loved the way you ended some of your stanzas-- "make that second hand/slowly breathe," "it's not always about the weather", "maybe mid-bloom" -- it all creates that really distinct feel that I love to try to create in my own work and which I love to find in others'. You deserve the contest win!

  • 15 years ago

    by Rachel RTVW

    Creative. Nice word choice and use of metaphors. What a unique way to tell a story about someone growing up.

  • 15 years ago

    by John Long

    I was going to write that I really loved the first verse but then there isn't really a weak verse among them. Some very clever ideas bloom throughout, another bouquet!

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