Only one
Only one
tiger lily of those
I planted below
daffodils and tulips
survived the freeze
of winter, its ice.
Twice,
I have thanked the freeze
for the skips
it made in its go,
for none of those,
———-
perished, could
have been
more beautiful
than the lone
survivor.
15 thoughts on "Only one"
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I love the ice/twice and how you divided it into the two different stanzas. Very nice.
Thanks Victoria, but I kept trying to grow three stanza, but my task was more than the page could imagine so I tricked it.
The message of this poem is touching in its appreciation of the line survivor; how one good thing really does have the power to offset some of the bad along the way.
Insightful comment, Phillip. Thanks…
Gorgeous!
Thanks again, Kevin.
Appreciation for one – yes! Lovely poem and flower.
That it survived and bloomed was a miracle.
Such a powerful ending!
Thankis, EDL, endings, as well as beginnings should be strong. Thanks again for reading and commenting.
Love this–thanking the freeze.
And thanking the strength of the flower…
the silver lining
of a late freeze
Hey, Jim, I have to get back to reading your words. They have the strength of that flower.
I enjoy the tribute to ONE. And tiger lilies. Those too.