You thought I was too fragile,
an orchid requiring more
than you were willing to give.
You sat beneath a rain
of jealous opinions and
let them damn me before
you even knew my strength.
Loss only makes you the fool.
I am much wiser now with my heart.
I can breathe in my freedom, while
you whither where I bloom.
©Susie Clevenger 2018
Sanaa gave a selection of word lists at Real Toads to inspire our writing.
I chose the following words: breathe, rain, loss orhcid
Real Toads ~ Get Listed ~ July Edition
©Susie Clevenger 2018
Sanaa gave a selection of word lists at Real Toads to inspire our writing.
I chose the following words: breathe, rain, loss orhcid
Real Toads ~ Get Listed ~ July Edition
They do say that living well is the best revenge! ;-)
ReplyDeleteThis is beyond beautiful, Susie!💜 I love how the speaker in the poem refuses to give in to jealous opinions and rejoiced at the closing lines. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt. 💜
ReplyDeleteYes. You bloomed and he withered. Very good! I live that you lived your own life
ReplyDeleteA nice write here, Susie. Yes, even extreme disappointment has a lesson for us. After the pain lessens.
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I love the title, Susie, the first-person speaker and the extended metaphor. I always imagined flowers have different voices. This one purrs. I especially love:
ReplyDelete'You sat beneath a rain
of jealous opinions'.
To rise when fall, indeed the faith and courage can do wonders.
ReplyDeleteLife and procreation is a competition for all animals, insects, birds and plants. Each must find a way to survive and procreate. I wonder whether it is only humanity that can appreciate this and see it in its beauty.
ReplyDeleteStrong voice of a strong woman.
ReplyDeleteI love this!!!
ReplyDeleteAmen, sister!
ReplyDeleteThe story of my life. Sigh.... beautiful!
ReplyDelete'You wither where I bloom'
ReplyDeleteA strong and positive woman.