Fading Flowers
A fading flower weeps fragility and grace,
A delicate beauty beholding its face,
Each shrivelling petal gets wrinkled and worn,
Exhausted, world weary, it’s weathered and torn.
Their once clear complexion, plumped up and pert,
Has a soft irridescence, a look of feint hurt.
They haven’t the strength to turn round to the light,
Hanging their heads, they long for goodnight.
Withered lines whisper small parts in their story,
Where past vibrant colours added joy to their glory.
Slowly they crumple down under the strain,
Too frail to stand, too bruised to remain.
Exposing their soul, with their last dying flame,
A shadow of loveliness, they offer no shame.
Giving in quietly, their duties fulfilled,
The next generation is sure to rebuild.
Lying prostrate and broken, hugging the ground,
Their life force released, their peace on earth found,
Their core sinks down deeply, to sing its last song,
Awaiting rebirth, more powerful and strong.
15th April 2019
It’s sad to see the daffodils coming to the end of their season, after such a wonderful showing this year. However, when I walked past them yesterday, I had a good look at how they were fading. They take on a different kind of beauty, in my opinion. Some looked like they were hanging onto a neighbouring flower that was still buoyant, others had pieces missing, showing the insides of the bloom..fascinating! At least they will eventually return to the earth, nourishing the ground & ultimately, the bulb, ready for next year.
Peter's pondering says:
They’re such a lovely sight, but oh,
it sure is sad to see them go!
Debbie Jones says:
You’re right, Peter, & they’ve been so wonderful this year, after suffering after last year’s snow deluges!
G.Edward Smith says:
Beautiful as always.
Debbie Jones says:
Thank you so very much, Edward.
Dorinda Duclos says:
Such a beautiful way to look at the daffodils. Beautifully written!
Debbie Jones says:
Thank you so much for your kind words, Dorinda! The daffodils line each side of one of the lanes where I walk regularly. To see the changes start to happen all at once, to so many, is quite striking. I’ll miss seeing them, but look forward to their return next year ☺️
Dorinda Duclos says:
You’re very welcome!
Hope says:
Daffodils were my mom’s favorite flower in Spring. Thank you for the beautiful pictures!
Debbie Jones says:
Aww, your Mom had great taste, Hope. They’re so cheery & so many different variations to see. I’m glad you enjoyed seeing my photos ?
mabelfrancis says:
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Debbie Jones says:
Thank you very much, Mabel! ?
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