Lovely vibrant imagery throughout this ode to the demise of many flower types. I particularly liked the imagery of thistle spores flickering the tulip heads, the oak bleeding from its leaves and the whimpering of the white Milly. A most enjoyable read. Milly x |
by Jamie
I loved the imagery mark. The story you told was great! |
Thou Mark back with a vengeance this week! This is brilliant ... like post apocalyptic life on earth! Love it! :-) x |
by Michael
Mark, |
by Ya----Na
No clue Mark how you always come up with such ideas and then you weave them with your magic pen leaving us in their beauty. |
Beautiful write |
Mark - the imagry in this is pefection. |
Aside from some grammatical errors, this is a legendary work of imagery. It honestly had me thinking of the California wildfires while I was reading it, though it could very well be, in its entirety, a metaphor to something much more sinister (alluded greatly by the last line, "Teary liquid dribbles (and weary lipped ripples) flow slowly onward, onto the scorched earth, sorrowfully.", perhaps literally meaning a substance leaking from the plant after it has been all but turned to ashes, but possibly a tearful person after their life has fallen apart, as has the flower bed.) |
by Brenda
Oh Mark, the visuals with this write are wonderful. I am so sadden though, with the loss of the flower bed due to the fire. Such devastation fire brings. Well done- |
by Em
Absolutely fantastic visuals |
by MoonMaiden
I really have no words for this.. Honestly. This is beautifully worded. Excellently written, given many visuals telling stories of their own. This is an amazing write. Added to favs. |