Early cold can strike at the heart
leaving life alone
to never know the beauty
of being in full bloom.
Rather to prune frozen feelings
of a life left unfulfilled
than to allow the rot
of the past
to prevent a healthy start
in Spring’s new beginnings.
leaving life alone
to never know the beauty
of being in full bloom.
Rather to prune frozen feelings
of a life left unfulfilled
than to allow the rot
of the past
to prevent a healthy start
in Spring’s new beginnings.
Winters will pass.
New blooms will be revealed.
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44 comments:
That photo is just hauntingly beautiful. Something about the bud that never had the chance to bloom, frozen in time...
These are 55 words to live by.
I'm longing for spring's new beginnings those frozen blooms make me sad :( as do frozen feet
Love the pic where'd you find it??
Moonie smiles
Frozebud. SO clever! Loved this, and the pic. The pic is stunning!
Here's mine...:o)
come on spring...thaw this puppy out...nice capture too...
Beautiful words and pic. Have a great weekend MM.
That picture is amazing! I feel so bad for the poor bud. Your poem is equally amazing.
Teresa
The last rose of Summer...
Cold and Lonely.
Excellent 55 MM.
You got the prose goin on My Friend.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
1. Gorgeous picture.
2. Beautiful verse.
3. Insanely awesome title.
You got the whole package going on here, MM. Great 55! :)
Beautiful as always, straight to the senses and the heart. I would love to peer inside your head and see the world through your eyes for just a while. It's a promising place and every detail a wonder.
Loved that bud. Timeless kind of picture..
a picture
wow,
love it.
timeless piece....
enjoyed the image.
Excellent poem, I love the pic too!
Beautiful, MM. And the picture is amazing. All that frozen potential, never to be realized.
That rose is gorgeous in it's demise. I love the hope of new beginnings...like I loved this poem. Just beautiful.
This is absolutely beautiful. I'm blown away by the image and metaphoric meaning. One of your signature pieces!
Stunning, gorgeous photo... too bad it shows a life being cut short of it glory.
I need to send this to my husband's ex so she can move on and stop stalking me!...I know, I know, everyone wants a piece of me...sigh...
BTW, you write like an angel...well, if angels could write, which they probably don't because they probably don't have laptops in heaven.
I'm just sayin' though :)
Sad but true that this bud will be replaced by many come springtime. Beautiful 55.
Beautiful!
Stunning!
joanny
That is so beautiful!
Oh my gosh...this is ever so your best work yet!! Wow. [and the title of the post is awesome too!!]
My Flash 55 is posted Scroll down below my show n tell for Friday to find it.
Have a great weekend.
Lovely and very true! Thanks-
Very cool picture!
I think the bud being pink makes the comparison to human flesh/human beginnings even stronger. Nice one Monkey Man.
Mine(also my magpie this week) is here
Really, really loved this. Spectacular photo and thoughtful words. You created an amazing piece.
Now I'm in tears. :)
Those last two lines got me. I think I'll keep this if you don't mind.
Beautiful 55 accompanied by a beautiful picture....
Frosebud? Isn't that two friends who both have afros? No wait, that's 'fro buds - sorry.
Nice 55 and great picture, MM!
Excellent 55 - frozen in time! I like it. :)
Quite sad, isn't it? But no matter... cuz like you said, winter too will pass... And Spring will help reveal the beauty that hibernated for an entire season... the buds will wait..
Lovely 55, MM... and a beautiful picture as well!!!
There is something tragic in the unfulfilled life. Great 55, MM.
I love the photograph, and the poem definitely made me think; Do I have some pruning to do?
What a beautiful photo, in spite of the cold surrounding it. Warm words too. :)
Happy holidays to you and the ones you love.
What a beautiful photograph and the words are quite sad...such beauty, never to realize its full potential.
Mine is at:
http://rnsane.blogspot.com/2010/12/flash-55-friday-happy-40th-birthday.html#links
You wanted to know the prompt for mine ?
Life dear, this past week.
That´s a beautiful 55!
I´ll be posting my 160 early tomorrow morning, in fact I´ll write it now!
i love the picture - and so good to know that winter will pass and
new blooms will be revealed...nice 55 monkeyman
what a gorgeous photo and what a wonderfully wistful 55 to accompany it.
The bud may never have yet blossomed but it lived hardy and well while there was season for it to grow and in it's current state it still imparts a lesson of beauty and love given by health and color.
Even though this icy rose's petals remain unfurled, how beautiful she still looks and her existence inspired this beautiful post from you Monkey Man. I felt the tentacles of love reach through my screen and tug at my heart strings when I read this.
The message I have received from your post Monkey is one of hope & the infinite possibilities of new beginnings! Loved it!!! You talented man, you!
Oh no, I want to be in full bloom.
Absolutely love the writing and the perfect photo.
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