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The Magnolias Were Magnificent

a sea of luscious buds - pink promises ready to burst into bloom. That night, the freeze came, withered the petals to shriveled brown remains But is this sadder than never to have budded at all? April 12, 2018

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Date: 5/24/2018 3:31:00 PM
What a delightful poem, Agnes! Even beauty is capable of sad suggestive thoughts! I compare this with the early loss of a loved child...would it have been better had it not been conceived? Regards // paul
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Date: 4/22/2018 10:30:00 AM
Excellent Agnes. So true, to have lived and budded being better than not at all :)
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/24/2018 7:20:00 AM
Thank you, Heidi - yes, I think so.
Date: 4/18/2018 1:01:00 AM
Congratulations on your win with this delightful poem! Had to laugh on last line.
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Date: 4/21/2018 5:25:00 PM
Thank you, Susan.
Date: 4/17/2018 1:13:00 AM
Beautiful work, Agnes. Keep them coming!
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 5:19:00 PM
Thank you, Andrea - I'm trying. I can see from my list of poem submissions where I had phases when I am swamped at work or traveling and distracted. Hope to find some inner quiet for more writing soon.
Date: 4/15/2018 10:16:00 PM
A beautiful and very witty poem, Agnes. Congrats for your most deserving podium finish.
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 5:16:00 PM
Thank you, Line.
Date: 4/15/2018 5:39:00 PM
Powerful imagery with a powerful metaphor, Agnes. Congratulations on your podium win. Hugs, Sandra
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 5:15:00 PM
Thank you, Sandra.
Date: 4/15/2018 1:30:00 AM
Indeed, Agnes, a brief moment of joy is better than none at all. Lovely write. Viv x
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 5:01:00 PM
Thank you, Viv - I believe you are right.
Date: 4/13/2018 7:05:00 PM
a flower's cycle of life beautifully conveyed, agnes.. huggs
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 5:01:00 PM
Thanks, Nette.
Date: 4/13/2018 2:57:00 AM
It may be impossible to understand but a little bit of love is better than no love and a short-lived bud better than no life at all...Good message...All the best Agnes
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 5:00:00 PM
Thank you, Arturo - I tend to think so, too, but sometimes I ponder...
Date: 4/12/2018 10:38:00 PM
Wonderful ink :) xomo!
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 4:59:00 PM
Thanks, Maureen.
Date: 4/12/2018 9:52:00 PM
I find it rather funny. The last stanza that is. The way it has been raining, they will soon bloom again. i enjoyed the read, Agnes. Made me smile. A departing shot to Tennyson:)
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Daniel Turner
Date: 4/22/2018 10:15:00 PM
Tennyson said," Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." Your last verse brought that to my mind. It's all good, Ms Agnes:)
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Date: 4/21/2018 4:56:00 PM
Thanks, Daniel. Please explain the Tennyson reference, I didn't get that. I hope you are right and the trees recover.
Date: 4/12/2018 8:17:00 PM
Nicely done, Agnes, the cold does tend to take away our beauty in our flowers.. Hugs Eve ~`*
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 4:54:00 PM
Thank you, Eve. We did have a very cold and long winter this year.
Date: 4/12/2018 5:19:00 PM
Awesome creativity Agnes!! Brava!!
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 4:53:00 PM
thank you for your visit, Robertina.
Date: 4/12/2018 5:01:00 PM
Beautiful but sad imagery and I love the alliteration in the title Agnes, we are at the mercy of the forces of nature and i can't answer your final question:-( hugs jan xx
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 4/21/2018 4:53:00 PM
Thank you, Jan. It's a question to ponder with no easy answer.

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