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So very sad.
oh that is heart-wrenching gay... so much emotions in such few lines...
Whew...profound sadness. Heartbreaking, Gay.
worst kind of grief.... powerful verses, Gay.
A child, a mother? So much implied & included in so few lines; something I never seem very good at; long-winded am I; as I am handing the Speaking Stick, I just feel the need to spin an intricate tale.
Implied can be much more powerful and out loud, can't it?BTW, I am glad you are giving advance notice of your prompt. I wish we could have that more often.
I think in the deepest of sorrows the words leave.. and we are left with the images of emptied rooms and simple flowers.. you used both prompts extremely well
I like the verbal economy and discipline in these verses. But I am not sure I know what you mean by 'planting the mums'...
Ah, chrysanthemums (forgot in Europe that's what a mother is called). They were the flowers he sent to the house in honor of his dad's death.
A very moving poem, Gay! No need for long lines and numerous stanzas to convey much.
Oh my, this speaks such volumes and is so open to so many interpretations. Perfect for this prompt, so sad and moving.
How sad Gay ~ So well done with just a few lines ~
Such tight writing, which conveys so much. Yes, in deep grief, words disappear.
Sad...an estrangement suggested perhaps.
Very strong emotions conveyed here and a very sad episode. Well crafted for the prompt, Gay!Hank
Such a powerful poem..although at first I thought it was a father with flowers for his daughter and she had already gone to college or away....her window would be a wonderful place for them so she could see them bloom every year.
no matter how old we are when a parent dies, we are left feeling orphanedthis was concise and tight - very fine
Aww... we just planted a gardenia bush in memory of my mom.
sad gay....the missing of the child...of the dad...the planting under the room that used to be theirs....heart felt
This note to an absent son packs to much in those mums. So much unsaid, or unsayable, and the freight of a history that kept a son away from a dying father. And the mother between, trying to mediate even after death. Sometimes too great emotion can't find the words and needs a spare address.
Very adroitly done, Gay. Almost could be written on a flower card. k.
Layers of loss ... I feel for her!
Gay, in so few lines, there is an outpouring of emotions. Lovely. Lovely. Lovely.
this is quite a touching and heartfelt write. so simple, yet so powerful.
The power of this poem is in its simplicity.
Proof that we don't need a lot of words to convey strong emotions.
Oh, that is heart-rending. We read the few emotion-packed lines and sit back and let the implications sink it. This is so well done Gay.