The Cautious Gardener


An elegant crystal vase was gingerly stored on a hidden shelf in a paramount place.
Someone did not want a prize so precious to be disturbed or break.

These same prudent hands plant artificial roses in a real flower bed.
Her worn heart could not bear watering and tending just to risk one day finding them dead.

There are different degrees of loss; those we loose by chance, and the ones we loose by choice.
Both  hurtful, like a thorn, but one steals the experience of the rose and all it's joys.


Comments

  1. OK, that was truly, truly brilliant! I can't tell you how much I loved this message, and the lovely, thoughtful way you presented it. Great, great stuff!

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  2. wow. a rather profound magpie...thanks for giving us something or someone to think on...

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  3. oh carrie, your magpie was elegant...flawless! to be so afraid to lose that you'd rather not try...how sad and true for so many of us!

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  4. smart way to look at life.
    well cooked dish of tale!

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  5. Oh, yes, this message resonates.

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  6. Very few poems engage me but yours took my breath away twice. This was beautiful.

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  7. I found this very wistful,very elegant and rather sad. Great write

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  8. 'artificial roses in a real flower bed'

    this irony speaks so much about the truth you put in this piece.. well written.

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  9. This well written piece had such a sadness about it, well done.

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  10. Oh wow! This is so profound and so sad. Because it really is so, isn't it? Lovely writing.

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  11. You always suffuse a poignant and beautiful philosophy in your wonderfully crafted words, and this is no exception :).

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  12. Absolutely! Don't hide from life by living through fear. A brilliant Magpie!

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  13. Loss is hard. Your poem said such a lot in a few words....so true about the things lost by choice or chance. Hadn't ever thought about it quite that way.

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  14. Different degrees of loss indeed. What a great piece.

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  15. love it Carrie, the chance and choice tells it all -
    hiding from the pain of life - is the worst pain of all.....Great Magpie....bkm

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  16. Thank you everyone, I am overwhelmed by your kind comments on this poem...i really had a hard time writing this one....i have truly enjoyed reading everyone's take on this prompt. Hope everyone has a great week! :-)

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  17. So profound, and beautiful! Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, even with the thorns.

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  18. Hi ~T~ it is wonderful to have you stop by...thank you for your wonderful words of wisdom. :-)

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  19. This is marvelously expressed, and wide indeed. There are so many things I love about it. The care taken with the vase will protect it, but both from harm and from view. The artificial flowers in the real flower bed was priceless, it reveals so much, and there ARE people who actually do that!

    The ending is so true indeed. I have never understood that kind of caution, though I was raised with it.

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  20. WISE indeed. Not "wide." Gawd. LOL.

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  21. Hi Fireblossom, thank you for all your comments on this poem...I was raised with that kind of caution as well....:-)

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