Bud, Bloom and Bury

by sibyllene   Jan 18, 2012


There is nothing so perfect
as the bud before the bloom, nothing
so tremulous, so tart, so
much tasting of a quick deep
inhalation.

But I kissed my true love
and in that moment, in
the first dewy breath
out again I gave
my skin over
to the sullying of
time and toil,
the soil so dark
and frothed
with leaves a hundred
years dead, with
petals a thousand nights
beyond their bloom.

Once unfurled
you crumble quietly,
freeing the richest perfume-
where the bright scent of
dawning mingles happily with
the bittersweet echo of every
final, ochre-colored
thought.

Once awakened, you
touch tenderly a lifetime of light,
bright against your eyelids,
knowing always, only, it
will end in dreams
again.

Once alight, you melt slowly
like wax, red and weeping,
giving yourself over
to blight for the sake of
the sweetest
possible
luminescence.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    I must have read it 5 times and still don't know what to say. The imagery has left me speechless. So much beauty in your words, so much creativity ... the delicate transition, the flawless flow of metaphors ... one couldn't help but read each line again and again to soak in it's beauty. An amazing write. One of the finest I have read in this site.

  • 7 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    -to the Rhythim of you and I by Lady gaga-

    Something,something about this piece
    something about the words the way
    they're scrambled on the page,
    something,something about this cool poem's vibe
    there something about baby........this poem and I.

    ~~~~~~

    First of all can I just say,
    what a tasteful word choice? can I? can I?
    okay I will say it,

    what a tasteful word choice.

    Sibs,
    this was gorgeous.
    there is just something about it!
    and I can't even tell what it is precisely,
    this almost feels like a song because of the
    alliteration,

    this was my favorite;

    "I kissed my true love
    and in that moment, in
    the first dewy breath
    out again I gave
    my skin over"

    this was so bloody elegant,
    and thought provoking,I got the most romantic image in my mind.

    seriously,woman
    you have some serious tricks up on your sleeve, people should be careful with you.

    for real.

  • 7 years ago

    by A lonely soul

    Agree with Mel above. This poem has a strange and likeable allure to it, perhaps the title aptly descibes the meaning behind it, of true love and the life stages with it, with analogy to the flower's life cycle. A lovely poem indeed.

  • 7 years ago

    by Melpomene

    Congrats on your Win Sibs! Beautiful poems as usual and very deserving. I'm just copying my comments from Britt's contest.

    "The description of this poem is beautiful, you seduced the senses. The scenario of a first kiss is often written about but I liked the comparison to that of a flower, it was delicate and because of this comparison to a flower it formed a more in depth concept of first love, first sexual experience and so on. The way you included scent with such detail was great, often one will include a scent but not actually describe it. The technique I was most fond of was the way you used alliteration, subtle yes but it altered often and was evident enough to tease the tongue. You had some creative ideas, leaves a hundred years dead was the phrase I was most intrigued about. You worked extremely well with the picture and made it your own, I felt this image would be the more difficult of the two as the other led you somewhere and gave you the tools, this one was up to the writers' imagination. I would remove 'much' before 'tasting' in the fourth line of the poem, it reads better without it."

    -Mel