by Meena Krish
I was trying to picture a Chrysanthemum...and reading this piece drew me into it. I could see a little flower girl all curled up in the snow feeling lonely. |
by Beautiful Soul
Wow Andrea, this holds such a rich meaning within. Agreed with out meena said. For nature lovers and nature itself winter time is "a killing" for everything around us. I do love here how you give a personality to a family of flowers here as well. You don't think about anyone else having a family, but that brings a sweet innocence to the voice of this piece. It is interesting that you used Holocaust but it does work here, because nature dies but after the storm passes nature rises again in all of its splendor and becomes beautiful. This is a great piece full of love and hope. 5/5 |
by Naughtymouse
WHOOOOOOOTTTT Syrup!.....you are the queen of nature poems.....this is such an awesome write, i always love your word choice because you have this way of writing using hard and soft words, kinda like a natural balance within the poem...that mixed with beautiful metaphors always makes what you write stand out next to other nature pieces. |
by Maple Tree
Thank you squeaks... Hugs you. Actually it should read closets.... Damn typos lol thank you for pointing that out! |
by Naughtymouse
I Freaking love you Syrup, ugh everytime I read this i just zone out! |
by Maple Tree
Awww..... I love you squeaks.... I'm glad you like this one... |
by Naughtymouse
I was creeping about reading this again lol SO freakin awesome! |
by Maple Tree
You make me smile |