they speak
though sparingly
to one so innocent
showing beauty first
and then
their glory spent
it is
what she must learn
of passages
where symmetry
drops its petals
one by one
and vibrant yellow
turns to brown
then suddenly
an envy
from my soul is teased
for her view of aging
and how it is appeased
when told
the flower's seeds
will go to ground
to sprout once more
its homage to the sun
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I loved this, and the first three lines alone capture the photo just beautifully ... wonderful!
ReplyDeletethis works...captures a universal theme
ReplyDeleteLife is indeed a continuous circle of rebirth and death. The message in your poem came forth powerfully.
ReplyDeleteA lesson taught early is a lesson more easily remembered.
ReplyDeleteYour photo and words capture so much of life. Lovely!
ReplyDeletethat photo is magnificent. whoosh!
ReplyDeleteThe sunflowers indeed look like they are speaking to the girl. Well done.
ReplyDeleteMario, this is a truly beautiful picture and poem. I love seeing the young girl studying the flowers, which have already reached their peak beauty, but yet are beautiful to her. And the poem expresses the cycle of life. From time of 'beauty,' through aging and browning, and then again....the seeds, and life anew.
ReplyDeleteThe circle of life. The picture could be studied for long moments; the differnet stages of the flowers. Your words, as always, complment the photo. Very nicely done!
ReplyDeleteHere is my offering for this first Gooseberry Garden picnic: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/this-eden/
real nice work, pictures always awesome :)
ReplyDeletethe poem was quite evocative as well.
Here's my offering: http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/vanished/
Very Nice !
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem, and a great shot, especially the way the flowers seem to be bending over to speak to her.
ReplyDeletevery Nice I really like the idea behind this.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem! There is such sad beauty, mirrored so well by the sunflowers in your photo. Love it, Mario.
ReplyDeleteYes, what she must learn, love when life provides these moments that capture so much. Thank you.
ReplyDeletethis is inspiring, the imagery, message and insights are brilliant.
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Beautiful, beautiful. I Love your work.
ReplyDeleteThose sunflowers are amazing.
This might be the most well written cycle-of-life poem I've read in a very long time.
ReplyDeleteYou are such an amazing poet! And a great photographer too! Brilliant, just brilliant. :-)
ReplyDeletei havnt seen such a flower in years.
ReplyDeleteHave you ever read Longing by Mathew Arnold?
The poem is as fine as the image, which is saying a lot. A very impressive post. We were given some sun flowers seeds, have had mixed success with them. They're fascinating plants. You've used ypur find well, b y the sound of it.
ReplyDeleteI like how you can capture in writing the essence of your photographic images (or vice versa). It's great to be able to integrate your talents. Well done!
ReplyDeleteMario, have you read Hopkin's poem "Spring And Fall: To A Young Girl"? Your poem so beautifully expresses the same deep understanding. Great job, as always.
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