Violet Petals, Unsaid
A study in restraint and what it holds
Not everything that is gentle is light.
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Thin violet bracts
Sturdy small flower
Purple lining its defense
Beckons with veiled threat.
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Purple bracts spill
Over the fence
In the sunlight.
Someone reaches to pull
The thorns they shelter.
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Their owner comes to the door.
Composed reservation.
Opens it, slightly ajar.
Ready to close
At notice.
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No one comes
Or crosses the fence.
Single petals fall
Only light shows purple sheen.
Small white flower, unseen.
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It's bruised by the heat.
But guarded.
Safe
But only.
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Original poem written by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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