Sunday, January 1, 2012

Your Flower

I pressed your flower between the pages
of a book I hadn't written
as the words you hadn't spoken
worked their way into my ear.

Crushed by the weight
of all that hadn't happened
your flower fell to nothing.
Was it ever really here?

16 comments:

Sylvia K said...

The first day of the year and you've done it again! Great way to start the year, MZ! Love it1

Sylvia

coalblack said...

poof! hard to tell, isn't it?

Caty said...

wow, this fit exactly what my brain has been asking this week...

Sioux said...

Wasn't it Bob Seeger that sang, "I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then"?

So short and yet so simple, Mama Zen.

Mary said...

Very impressive. Your new year has begun on a high note.

Marion said...

Cool poem. But it is really there? :-) xo

hedgewitch said...

Often what doesn't happen destroys more than what does. As always, the insight, you are all about it.

ab said...

when absence is louder than words...

Fred said...

Really cool piece. I think my sister used to do that with her scrapbooks. I absolutely love the philosophical twist here, really nice. Thanks

Tara R. said...

An excellent opening for the new year.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wowzers. Way cool writing.

Dave King said...

I would say it was or it wasn't - but then, what do I know? Only that it's brilliant.

Laurie Kolp said...

Wow- this is great, MZ.

Claudia said...

it was..just don't give up...!!

raysharp said...

definitely worthy of the Mama Zen title! great poem

unsungpoet said...

Another sweet poem.