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Weep Not For Withered Petals

Each day another velvet petal fell
Like somber tears from weeping eyes
A perfect flower was severed to quell
It lay withering as it drooped and died
Perfect flower, from bud to bloom
Sweet-scented rose, it was no wonder
That stifled in that sepulcher room
You were enshrined, awaiting plunder
Sadness lingers in me over your demise
Withered petals are always a cause for pain
But I'll remember you without tears in my eyes
The memory of your fragrance shall remain

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Susan Ashley August 17, 2017 at 6:36 PM Hi Lin, congratulations on your win!

Dale Gregory Cozart August 17, 2017 at 11:30 AM Congrats, Lin!

Skat A June 27, 2016 at 8:36 PM Lin, nice to see this older win from you. Luv SKAT Lin Lane June 27, 2016 at 8:39 PM Hey SKAT....Nice to see you back on top in the community leader position. Keep commenting!

Charlie Smith May 6, 2016 at 3:14 PM Lets start with the title. It's wonderful. The poem is even better, not to diminish other efforts, but it should no less than share top honors. At least it does on my rating scale. Congratulations Lin.

Beautiful Scars May 6, 2016 at 2:34 PM Lin, a lovely poem and congrats on your placement in the memories contest :)-luloo

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores May 6, 2016 at 1:31 PM Congratulations Lin on the placement of the contest.

Robert Lindley October 25, 2015 at 9:41 AM What a great find for me this fine morn! This is fine poetry my friend. A7 Lin Lane October 25, 2015 at 9:52 AM I'm glad that you found this one, too. One of my favorites. Thanks for the kind words and the 7, Robert.

Darlene Gifford October 19, 2015 at 11:38 AM Let me be among the many who have welcomed you to the Soup. Your poem is beautifully expressed and worthy of our highest rating, a 7. Flowers start dying as soon as we pick them, but flourish when left alone to dance in the breeze. Blessings, ~~Darlene Lin Lane October 19, 2015 at 12:38 PM Thank you for the welcome and the rating. I appreciate your thoughts, Darlene. ~ Lin ~

Neva Romaine October 16, 2015 at 8:31 AM Hey Lin, still visiting with you and found another treasure. The imagery is wonderful. Beautifully written and expressed. You are a sweet addition to Poetry Soup. Be Blessed, Neva Lin Lane October 16, 2015 at 9:18 AM What a warm welcome, Neva. A heartfelt "thank you." I've never posted any of my poetry on any site, so the feedback I get on Poetry Soup ignites my fire to start writing again. I took a break to make jewelry and return to painting. Maybe it's time to switch my focus ~ at least for a while. lol ~ Lin ~

Julia Ward October 15, 2015 at 3:20 AM That is so good, warranting an immediate 7 from me. Julia, xx, welcoming you to Poetry Soup. Julia Ward October 15, 2015 at 4:09 AM Soup mail is being sent. :) Lin Lane October 15, 2015 at 3:24 AM Thanks, Julia. It's one of my favorites so I'm glad you like it. I'm honored to receive a 7, but can you tell me what the rating means? I've only been on soup for a little over a week and that number seems to be the highest score. Please correct me if I'm wrong. Merci! ~ Lin ~

Frederic Parker October 14, 2015 at 5:59 PM This poem captures the understanding of time, and how slow it can move. Mystic is correct, there is something to hold in every line. Lin Lane October 14, 2015 at 6:07 PM Thank you very much, Frederic. I've only been posting for a little over a week, but you give me good incentive to post more. Your comments are surely appreciated. ~ Lin ~

John Fleming October 13, 2015 at 2:17 PM Nicely expressed, Lin! I enjoyed the read. Best regards! :) john Lin Lane October 13, 2015 at 3:08 PM Hi, John. Thank you for reading and for the compliment. I'm grateful for both and glad you enjoyed it. ~ Lin ~

Casarah Nance October 13, 2015 at 1:02 PM Wow, this is great, powerful description, excellent feel. Lin Lane October 13, 2015 at 1:20 PM Thank you, Casarah. I really appreciate your opinion and kind remarks. I guess there's a reason why some of us press flowers in memory of their beauty. ~ Lin ~