Laura Breidenthal Poet Free verse

The Lily

The grove within the forest leads to a river,
Where sings the frogs, dragonflies, and birds
And there they die away, quietly, welcomed by their young
Decomposing in the ground, their smells lost within others

The lily, drenched in dew, dries slowly in the sun
Near the water, soft, sweet-scented, true
She dries more and more, till dawn gifts her gloss
And again, she has beyond what she needs

Dripping, crying, the darkness cannot consume her elegance
Even in dying days, she shrivels with eternal fragrance

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Timothy Hicks March 15, 2016 at 6:15 PM What sympathy for the dying bloom. From death comes life ... in its continuous circle! "... their smells lost within others ... she shrivels with eternal fragrance" ... just some lines that I thought were extra perceptive. Lovely words, that teach of wisdom in the simple things, that aren't always recognized. Laura Breidenthal March 15, 2016 at 7:09 PM I love your cheerful thoughts Timothy..thank you so much! ~Laura

Duke Beaufort September 29, 2015 at 5:18 PM There are some beautiful lily displays in various botanical gardens. There is one in Naples, Florida or nearby that has the most unusual assortment. Yes, they are peaceful and deceiving with all that is happening around us. Not so many people are aware of it. I am always amazed at how you find these relationships. Now, alas, I hope I was not too tough. Please know that I love what your mind has in store for all of us and always will. Laura Breidenthal September 29, 2015 at 9:22 PM Um...thanks Duke. :) ~Laura

Alexis Y. September 25, 2015 at 11:05 PM Laura, you have painted a lovely picture with words. Great imagery. "Even in dying days, she shrivels with an enternal fragrance". What? That was an amazing verse. You are indeed a terrific poet. Great job. :-) Alexis 7 Laura Breidenthal September 25, 2015 at 11:41 PM Thanks, Alexis. : ) That's my favorite line. Glad you liked it! ~Laura

Afolabi Muideen September 24, 2015 at 12:49 AM The flow of your piece depicted imagery that makes me inhale the beautiful scent of nature and intoxicated my sense. I love nature, I love the scent of lily........A.M. Laura Breidenthal September 25, 2015 at 12:05 AM Glad to immerse your senses with the harmonies of nature, Afolabi. ~Laura

Constance La France September 23, 2015 at 3:20 PM Laura, how pretty and dreamy, I love your poem ... Laura Breidenthal September 25, 2015 at 12:04 AM Thanks for the love, BW. Will check out your poems again real soon! ~Laura

Richard Lamoureux September 23, 2015 at 7:08 AM A very interesting piece, well expressed. Laura Breidenthal September 23, 2015 at 2:25 PM Thank you! My favorite flower is the tiger lily. Had to writate a poem about them. ~Laura

Justin Bordner September 23, 2015 at 1:54 AM You describe glory in death so cleary and elegantly, the gothic touch in this splendid poem has a sweet fragrance of truth and natural order Laura, and you pace the melody, image and concept so very delightfully slowly. You are beautiful! J.A.B. A FAV!! Laura Breidenthal September 23, 2015 at 2:26 PM Thank you sweetheart! :) I love water lilies. Glad you enjoyed this little verse. ~Laura