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Metaphorical Raindrops

Yesterday, sociable sun embellished, desires of my poetic garden heart. Spreading sweet scents of serenity, elegantly and enchantly, echoing, vivid visions from my vibrant vocabulary, but, such is the nature of the muse, without refreshment, it's petal like mood cried for raindrops of ink to nourish and flourish its sensitive sleeping seeds, shielded by my soul. But, howling winds arrived with bitter rain. Their rapid rage of gusts so forceful, fumed furiously at my simple words. Hysterical and bloodthirsty, their wrath devoured my delicate artistry, all day and throughout the night - for the first time, I felt empathy for the moon. The morning after, I awoke to find my flower garden resembling Greek ruins. My cherry blossom tree is now bare, her pink buds floating in depthless puddles. Tulips are headless, with their perished petals, laying lifeless along my purple slate path, as rose bushes slump, arching and aching from brutal blows. Unsociable sun did not appear today, maybe too afraid, maybe too shy. In my state of despair, I wonder; Is there beauty, in such a tragedy? Is there hope in such an unfair travesty? But raindrops keep pouring, physically, emotionally and metaphorically.

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Date: 6/29/2024 10:50:00 AM
Quite a nice winner. Way to go. Congratulations to you. Sara K
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Date: 6/27/2024 2:39:00 PM
This is awesome! The imagery alliteration and word choice alone are masterfully written! I no longer keep up with contests but wow congratulations!
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Date: 6/25/2024 8:54:00 AM
WOW!!! Congratulations on your win. What a magical write as always. Your garden of words & your garden of flowers both need the raindrops to grow. A True Ending.... Have a wonderful day with your win..............
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Date: 6/24/2024 10:53:00 AM
I rather enjoy what you manage to grow in your "poetic garden heart", S O. Another beautiful piece.
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Date: 6/22/2024 6:15:00 AM
This is such a beautiful piece. Probably raindrops thought it was doing a favour. Answering almost immediately to your request but it has done much harm than good. It has wrong so many including the sun, it fears for more lashes. Maybe next time tell her to save her wrath and just bless the soil and your garden. Be more precise so it doesn't bleed the orchids more. I always think she becomes this merciless when she fights with her lover. And your garden, collateral damage.
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Silent One
Date: 6/22/2024 6:20:00 AM
You understood this perfectly, lol... I will let her know thank you..
Date: 6/22/2024 3:02:00 AM
So beautifully penned . Both metaphorically and realistically there's great depth to it. 'But raindrops keep pouring, physically, emotionally and metaphorically'. Not the case here though, its pouring raining cats and dogs here to, so dismal and cold ...Hugs
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Date: 6/19/2024 11:29:00 PM
You people make me drop my jaws in wonderment. When I can conceive of raindrops as just the drops of water falling from the sky or suspended on leaves, you give it multi dimensions, the reflection of your inner landscape or forces that blast your creativity and blight your poetic talent. Though a blast of wind accompanied by a violent deluge came and the flowers in your garden were stripped off their beautiful petals, I still see blossoms that will make your garden the envy of your neighbor and all those who cast eyes on them. Nothing is destroyed, but the rain has only given your garden a lush glow. Wonderful entry dear Silent One.
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Date: 6/19/2024 12:35:00 PM
You described your turmoil and hunger for beauty well, very beautiful
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Date: 6/19/2024 10:45:00 AM
Physically emotionally and metaphorically! Wow! How do you come up with line like you do! They flow just seamlessly and in such eloquence and has such a poEtic voice, one that deserves all the accolades! I really love especially “Unsociable sun did not appear today, maybe too afraid, maybe too shy.” Ah! How evocative? And soulfully moving! The kind of lines that inspire me really, no wonder you are inspiration for so many. Your use of poetic techniques and ho descriptive and emotive this poem is truly blew me away and left me in awe inspired! This should score high! Im sure. Best wishes silent one! Impressive write
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Date: 6/19/2024 10:44:00 AM
Hello silent One, Is there beauty in tragedy? No I do not think so. Yes there is always hope my friend. /Darlene/
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Date: 6/19/2024 10:35:00 AM
Dear Silent One, I really loved the scenes in this poem. Scenes such as the sociable sun, the delicate garden, and the howling winds, just to name a few. I also liked how you spoke of the devastation mirroring Greek ruins. It is so visual. And yet, I felt that amidst the tragedy, raindrops persist physically, emotionally, and metaphorically. Yes, one of the great aspects of bad weather is that beauty and hope emerge even in the harshest storms. - Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
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Date: 6/19/2024 10:07:00 AM
Nice poem. Wait for next day, things will brighten up.
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