For the Silent Kiss Contest of Constance La France/ POTD Aug 29, 2025
"For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." - beautifulnow.is Autumn tiptoed in after summer. I reminisce of the silent kiss she left as droplets on the delicate florets of one beautiful, bright chrysanthemum. Her early morning tryst went undetected until the evidence of it glistened in the light of a sweet September dawn. I spotted that lovely mum blushing pink from the visit Autumn made just before King Sun peeked down from his throne of gold on high in the brilliant sky when he caught the goddess bidding a fond farewell to the flower she had been deliciously romancing. Too many times to count has Autumn visited other flowers, leaving her fleeting touch of love which puts a glow on their pretty petaled faces, but each of her kisses is evanescent. In that moment I recall, one chrysanthemum glowed most gloriously from the silent kiss. Briefly was #11 on 100 Best New Poems list on Oct 26, 2025
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