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| "crying rose" by wolf-minori |
BEFORE THE LAST PETAL FALLS
Ten years.
She is the spring
after winter’s monotonous gloom.
What right have I to hold
such a delicate blossom in my brutish paw?
Still,
we waltz,
her sweet head rested
on my
wildly
beating
heart.
she loves me…
Belle’s father is ill.
A daughter’s love is fierce —
strong enough to slay the Beast.
I lurk in the shadows
and
watch
her
go.
she loves me not…
Wound me, stranger—
kill if you must.
I am already numb.
Though the last petal
barely clings,
beauty still lingers.
She is in the library,
sitting down to supper,
walking in the garden.
Her gentle voice…
her voice...
I hear
her
voice!
she loves me.
© 2015 Michelle Heidenrich Barnes. All rights reserved.
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Beauty and the Beast expressed so beautifully!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Teresa. :)
DeleteHow very unexpected! Nicely executed, too. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Diane. Unexpected is what comes of two weeks of torment, not knowing what to write about! (More about that on Friday.)
DeleteGreat take on a classic story and scene!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Matt. 'preciate it!
DeleteThis is beautiful I love how you cared the love me love me not through the wind and the flower and ended with loves me very beautiful
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Jessica. :)
DeleteVery nice, Michelle. Did you know that Emma Watson is going to be Beauty in an upcoming movie version? One of my kids is super excited about it!
ReplyDeleteNo, I didn't! I'm pretty excited about that, myself. Thanks, Tabatha.
DeleteIt really is one of our love stories for everyone. You've written it beautifully, Michelle. I love the format.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Linda. Formatting is never something I think about when I start writing a poem, but it always feels like a gift when it "falls" into place. ;)
DeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Leane!
DeleteYou know it's a good poem when you slave over it, but no one can tell. It seems effortless. This is a good one!
ReplyDeleteLove the longing you display in both verse and form here. There seems to be a reaching with the format that underscores that emotion. Well done!
DeleteWhat nice compliments, Stephanie and Damon – thank you!
DeleteGreat Beauty and the Beast poem Michelle.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Catherine. :)
DeleteWow. What a lovely take on Beauty and the Beast. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Rosi!
DeleteI love the desire in this poem, movement with words and physically, and then hope at the end. Such a rich piece!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Michelle. It's always satisfying taking a poem out of my mind and letting it "play" on the page.
DeleteI love the comparison to the seasons Michelle=>She is the spring after winter’s monotonous gloom.
ReplyDeleteThis line and other presents a beauty-a delicate blossom.
Thanks for this beauty of a comment, Carol!
DeleteThe poem IS the dance... lovely!
ReplyDeleteI appreciate the comparison, Donna. :)
DeleteThis flows so beautifully from season to season and emotion to emotion! .How I would love to see it become part of a collections of children's poetry about classic fairy tales.. What a delicious plate of love that would be :)
ReplyDeleteAnd what a scrumptious comment, Sarah. Thank you!
DeleteThere are no words to express the beauty of this poem!
ReplyDeleteYou're very kind, Laura. Thanks so much. :)
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