It's Still Life

Planted

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Planted

Time took
my oldest friend’s life.

Her son took reams of paper,
scribbled with phrases and
her partially complete poems,
and put them in a metal box.
Locked it, and then buried it
in a corner of the garden.

Rain fell down on it, but it
never blossomed,
nor ever bore fruit.

Shared #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021

Misky

Aug 24, 2021

journal, Poetry

10 responses to “Planted”

ben Alexander

Aug 24, 2021 at 9:01 am

I’m sorry 😞

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1. Misky
  
  Aug 24, 2021 at 9:16 am
  
  ❤️
  
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Hobbo

Aug 24, 2021 at 10:47 am

Poignant. Sad. Well written.

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1. Misky
  
  Aug 24, 2021 at 11:14 am
  
  Thanks, Hobbo. I’ve since told my children to please bury all my scribbles and notebooks, rather than throw them in a bin. My eldest said, That’s going to be a damned big hole. As for my friend, she had a very long life, and I’m a happier and better person for knowing her. And I told her so. ❤️
  
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  1. Hobbo
    
    Aug 24, 2021 at 2:18 pm
    
    That’s good, and it is great that you are taking something positive from this! 💖
    
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abigfatcanofworms

Aug 24, 2021 at 11:14 am

So sad. Grief is a powerful thing and it comes through very strongly … beautifully penned.

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1. Misky
  
  Aug 24, 2021 at 11:24 am
  
  I have enough lovely memories to last me my lifetime. It softens to fall.
  
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  1. abigfatcanofworms
    
    Aug 24, 2021 at 11:26 am
    
    ❤️
    
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Ron.

Aug 24, 2021 at 12:42 pm

It’s not true, Misky. Whatever good things she may have written have blossomed into your beautiful remembrance of her work.

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Ron Rowland

Aug 25, 2021 at 9:23 pm

A sad story, but beautifully told, and she was obviously loved.

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