Garden of Greed

Interesting musings, Ink. Made me think-

Ahh!! Very descriptive lines penned. I don't know about the butterflies on poisonous petals. I am now wondering did someone spray the plants with insecticide. Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. Sara K

Very true indeed, Ink Empress. And if you listen very hard, the mouth will close you in its trap, and you'll be buying greeds-_-_-_ golden stairway to ....

Yes, not all that glitters is gold. Many a soul has lost their lives following their eyes into the abyss. If you seek out danger, it will surely find you.

IE, this is a very thought-provoking write. There are some very clever sales pitches thrust in our direction. I suspect you have enough life experience so that your radar alerts you to this possibility. We all need to be vigilant in all aspects of our lives for sure. I will be thinking about this when I look at a garden although the beauty and images can be appreciated--sometimes just not entered or touched. I'm thinking of all the risk in activities of daily living we sometimes forget about.

Beware, lest we entertain demons unaware. Each flower strives to fulfill its needs first, masking them in beauty but rooted to itself. Beautiful write Ink. Short, sweet and too the point.

It's alarming, how colourful pretence can be. Too flashy we get driven. Loved this as I do all your wonderful pieces. A profound poet you are. We need their charades. Not to hurt us because we know their games, but to give an endless flow to our papers. Lovely one Dearest Ink.

The garden of greed seduces many, Very nicely penned

We do too often waste our powerful energies on trivial things and places -- people are never trivial...though they can be the most annoying. Well written poem with a golden message. Excellent!

- The surface of beauty can deceive us ... so true and beautifully written, Ink :) - Have a lovely Easter :) - hugs

So succinct and terse. This is the warning of one who has fallen into the cruel and tortuous experiences of life. That which looks attractive from the outside can deceive us and drag us into a bottomless abyss!........."butterflies slumber on poisonous petals, oblivious to the weathered garden of greed," It conveys so much. Only you can bring forth such powerful metaphors. In a few words, a whole world of meaning is conveyed to us. Dear Empress, sending you much Love. Into my FAVE.

I was enthralled with the hypnotic images that seem to have a wonderland aura. I felt there is mystery in the garden.

I hear you, my friend. A potent message succinctly delivered: --for not every vibrant vine nor tender tendril serves honey---well said, Ink.

deceived by golden buttercups~ dipped in chamomile incensed rain,.. ooo damn papi!!! butterflies slumber on poisonous petals, oblivious to the weathered garden of greed, love the depth n the weight this piece carries!!! not every vibrant vine nor tender tendril serves honey… ooooo child *snaps my fingers extra dramatically* .. absolutely brilliant piece papi..

I love this one showing how we can be easily deceived by beauty. Darkness lurks in unexpected places sometimes.

Your poem is short but creates a profound sense of disillusionment and the realization of deceit within a seemingly idyllic setting. The imagery of "golden buttercups dipped in chamomile incensed rain" conjures a picturesque scene, suggesting innocence and tranquillity. However, this image is quickly compared with the darker reality of "butterflies slumbering on poisonous petals," symbolizing the danger lurking beneath beauty. Best of luck in the contest..

Wow so deep so well said . It’s true . Not all serve Honey…love it .