Blushing Petals


Not perfect
Never claimed to be
Her own worst enemy
Far too trusting
Angelic beliefs
Soft blushing petals
Is all she’ll ever be


45 thoughts on “Blushing Petals

  1. At least the flower’s not wilting in the Houston heat πŸ™‚ The lines about sweetness being her own worst enemy left me sad, though. I think there’s a beauty in sweetness. As for perfection, I gave up on that a long time ago. Better to work off your own strengths πŸ™‚


    • You have a point, Gus. πŸ™‚ She looks pretty good because I took her picture while in Colorado. See, she, like I, look good surrounded by nature. πŸ™‚ I know, sorry it left you feeling sad. I was feeling sad when I wrote it. Why is it that sweet always finishes last? Anyway, yes, I always try to do just that…expose the good qualities, as you say. Legs, sweetness, poems. Ya know. The highlights.


    • Ah, the flower is from Colorado… I bet it’s not nearly as hot there as in Houston. Don’t worry about the effect of the poem on me, since the poem accurately conveyed your emotion when you wrote it. That’s honest writing. As for sweetness finishing last, my guess is that in being sweet, we may tend to put other people first, before ourselves. So, we would finish after the ones who are more selfish and take what they want rather than give their goodness. But that’s just a theory. I hope you’re feeling better after writing that poem, I’m looking forward to reading more of your poetry πŸ™‚


    • Oh, stop! Talking like that will get you everything you want, Dalo. πŸ˜‰ Thank you for thinking so, my friend. Go take some pictures and write something amazing, please. It’s a pity you waste them all here. I’m completely content, but the others, I fear, are missing out. Teach me something, Photographer.


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