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My Perfect Posy

I found a garden A perfect bloom in the middle of a verdant sea of green a sip of rain balanced upon a rosy peach petal reflecting the flames of sunrise I stopped to ponder its loveliness A cold metal thing, all angry voices and slashing blades swept by and murdered my perfect posy

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/12/2023 1:25:00 PM

A creative write. I enjoyed reading it. I wish you would write more. Have a great day.............

Timothy Ray

Date: 8/6/2023 9:58:00 PM

enjoyed this one....Murder She Wrote echoed throughout.....thanks

Franci Hoffman

Date: 8/4/2023 2:59:00 PM

Nature's gifts face challenges the same as us humans. Seems unfair to snuff out the life of a posy. Poignant and beautiful poem.

Andrew John

Date: 8/1/2023 2:43:00 AM

Oh, lawnmowers (and the like). Horrible things! Nicely put here, Trisha. We see this murder so very often on the lawns around the flats/apartments I live in here in Wales.

Lonna Blodgett

Date: 7/31/2023 1:13:00 PM

Trisha, I truly like your poetry. It is rich with sensual, intrinsic awareness and blessed with a poetic pen!! Lonna