Breath taking piece full of beautiful visuals an excellent read definitely a nomination best wishes Milly x

Judge's Comment

There is a beautiful extended metaphor throughout this piece. I paused to consider both the literal and figurative meanings to this poem. On the one hand I have thrown away countless wilted roses throughout the years without second thought. I spared more emotion when my phone died than when the delicate carnation wilted slowly throughout the week.

Is it more or less tragic that the roses died prematurely solely because they were chosen for their beauty only to be discarded when they were no longer beautiful?

As for the figurative meaning... I feel this poem speaks to our taking for granted the beautiful things in life and not fully appreciating them when they are gone.

This poem was deep and thoughtful with a heartfelt message behind it. Well done Will.