A day in the life of a flower

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It is dawn

A tremulous morning glory bud expands
Resembling a creamy pleated torpedo
The structure balloons in the muted daylight
Slowly revealing the delicate beauty within
Silky crepe paper with a turquoise blush
Opens in a pinwheel of blinding brilliance

Gentle winds reveal the exquisite inner structure
Defying man in its re-creation
The afternoon sun fades the colorful splendor
As magnificent violet hues shimmer from within
While the gentle sunset illuminates the sky
The pleated petals fold under and shrink away

It is dusk

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
AS THEY CUDDLE TOGETHER ALONE

to await the morning sun. TK U MLJ LV NV

AmyfriendAmyfriendalmost 17 years ago
Truly delightful

and such a pleasure to read. You captured it very well, thank you.

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Ethereal beauty.

How like a life is a flower. It appears only for a little while then vanishes away like a vapor from a teakettle leaving only the minds memory ~ to recall. Lovely!

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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A gentle telling of the moves of a light-sensitive flower.

Daisy MayDaisy Mayover 19 years ago
wow

As magnificent violet hues shimmer from within

While the gentle sunset illuminates the sky

The pleated petals fold under and shrink away

It is dusk

The flow was nice. Your words are beautiful. I really think these lines were my favorite but I enjoyed the whole thing:)

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