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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, April 1, 2012

He Loves Me Not

photo by Laura Hegfield
You gave a five petaled bloom to me
kissed and tucked behind my ear
You said that you must set me free
but your intent was very clear
You did not wish to be here

13 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Yeah, amazing how nobly someone can "set you free" when it's them that wants to be.

Mama Zen said...

Tight write!

Brian Miller said...

oy that last bit leaves a sour feel doesnt it...

Hannah said...

Ouch...sometimes it's harder when they're sweet about it. Nicely captured.

hedgewitch said...

Don't even have to pull the petals to get at the truth in this one. Tight and well-constructed little piece, LM.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Ouch! Relationships can be hell! This one stings.

nene said...

One can only set oneself free. Free spirits can coincide living in the same wondrous space linked by love

Laura said...

love your interpretation! this flower blossom was actually given to me by my daughter you can read my poem about it here: http://www.shinethedivinecreativityisaspiritualpractice.com/2011/05/fragrance-of-love-exchanged.html

Susie Clevenger said...

I hate those messages that love is over...you handled it well with this poem.

Laura said...

I stopped by earlier, I think? Anyway...I love your poetic interpretation of this photo.

Hey Monkey Butt said...

Lovely post, sadly when theyre set free. Just let em go :)

darev2005 said...

I've never been dumped that nicely. It was usually accompanied by random things being thrown at my head.

Pat Tillett said...

Nice one! I'm sure we've all been there...