Tomorrow's Flowers

Across the Sprawl of wistful Fall
Through capricious Skies of broken Lies
Naive sweets leave tongues of the young
As the last leaf of summer dies

To Escape the Scrape of leather feathers
And Trim the Rim from fallow snows
Tomorrow's Flowers count the Hours
In the Bleak Mystique of departing crows

Where the cold unfolds Tracks of wolf Packs
The remains of rain Returns the Ferns
Despite the Spite of cynic's delight
The wheel of days tenaciously turns

When a green dream Soars through golden Doors
Each Sunset will Reset a pristine dawn
As Tender as April's fragile Splendor
Hope Stands as Grand as a fresh-eyed fawn.

11/15/20

In Rhymes Sublime contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
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Pettit Avatar
February 28, 2021 at 5:55 PM
After being away from this site for so long, I missed a lot of quality poetry. I have to include this one in that category.
Cohen Avatar
December 30, 2020 at 8:43 PM
This is wonderful, Michelle. Loved the internal rhymes , imagery, and flow. I'm a sucker for the cycle of the seasons, so well expressed.
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December 14, 2020 at 3:30 PM
Michelle: This is awesome, truly remarkable. The imagery alone makes it exceptional. Congratulations! Paul
Goldsmith Avatar
November 22, 2020 at 8:15 AM
Congratulations on your win. A "Beautiful" story/write. I love the colorful line, "When a green dream Soars through golden Doors." Enjoy your win and day...............
Kauffman Avatar
November 20, 2020 at 10:14 AM
"Sprawl of wistful fall" what a great opening line Michelle. Your lines are as rich in diverse images as a pile of colorful fall leaves with the flow of the gentle breeze of hope for April. As always, beautifully done my friend! Congratulations! All the best!
Dietrich Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 5:56 PM
amazing imagery, Michelle. Congrats for your win.
Proxenos Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 11:04 AM
Michelle what a delightful poem and a so deserved win - congratulations my friend. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
May Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 8:51 AM
Beautiful write Michelle, Congrats on your win..
Fowler Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 8:06 AM
Wonderful imagery and rhyming Michelle. Congratulations on the win! Linda
Ashley Avatar
November 17, 2020 at 8:18 PM
Michelle, the metaphoric beauty of your poem dances gracefully with your brilliant internal and end rhymes. Every line is alive with amazing imagery and word play. I especially loved; "The remains of rain Returns the Ferns" and "Hope Stands as Grand as a fresh-eyed fawn." - my heart's imagination swoons into the arms of your poetry. Let me return the compliment to you and say that you are a poet I both admire and envy as well! A fav! Best wishes for a win, my friend, and warmest wishes always.. ~Susan
Rose  Avatar
November 17, 2020 at 3:42 AM
Your poetry is flowing beautifully, and hope should always float on pristine ground, love your verse today, have a wonderful day dear friend.
Faulkner Avatar
November 17, 2020 at 2:50 PM
And you as well, so happy as always to hear from you :)
Crabtree Avatar
November 16, 2020 at 4:00 PM
Beautifully written, Michelle. Nature's beauty resonates with your words :)
Faulkner Avatar
November 17, 2020 at 2:49 PM
Nature always inspires me, thank you so much!
Leffanta Avatar
November 16, 2020 at 11:40 AM
Ditto Carolyn! Aloha! Rico
Faulkner Avatar
November 17, 2020 at 2:49 PM
Thanks, Rico, always glad for your visits!
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November 16, 2020 at 11:09 AM
You are blessed with the ability to make images come to life, Michelle. The rhyme is perfect, but I love the imagery of the last leaf dying and the tracks of wolves in the snow. Breathtakingly beautiful! If I were judging this contest, your poem would be hard to beat. Best wishes in the contest. A fave for me. Hugs, Carolyn
Faulkner Avatar
November 17, 2020 at 2:48 PM
Your generous comments and warm hearted encouragement touches my heart, Carolyn, you are such a sweet soul :)
Watt Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 8:48 PM
This is vintage wordplay from your seasoned pen, Michelle. One after another the phrases roll off the tongue 'capricious skies of broken lies', 'bleak mystique', and 'as tender as April's fragile splendor' are standouts to me. The arc from fall through winter into the soaring green dream of spring is a glorious one, ending with the grand hope of a fresh-eyed fawn. A marvelous trek through the seasons with Tomorrow's Flowers being the totem of a future hope through inclement weather. A fav ~ John
Watt Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 10:17 PM
I'm honored to have been a part of your creative process, Michelle. Have a great week.
Faulkner Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 9:02 PM
Actually the original version was much more dark, but I ultimately wanted to end on a hopeful note - by the way, the part about the fawn was inspired by the soupmail you sent my a while ago, about seeing the fawn and remembering a piece of ESVM's poem - so thank you again, you never know where inspiration will come from :)
Hamilton Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 7:09 PM
I love internal rhyme gives it a musical feel, well done Michelle, feels like a winner!
Faulkner Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 8:53 PM
Thank you for your warm comment and the visit, very much appreciated~
Wolf Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 4:43 PM
These rhymes are indubitably sublime, Michelle. G.L. in the contest! Best always, Gershon
Wolf Avatar
November 16, 2020 at 1:58 PM
Nice of you! ~ Aloysius
Faulkner Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 8:52 PM
Your wishes are delicious, gw (trying for a slant rhyme there!)
Y. Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 3:28 PM
Hi Michelle, You penned such a splendid entry for contest. I love nature writes! Your metaphors, imagery, rhymes and content were top notch. Best wishes in the contest. Enjoy the rest of your day:-) Alexis
Faulkner Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 3:47 PM
I am so glad you enjoyed it, Alexis, hope your day is good as well!
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