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Forgotten Flowers

Forgotten Flowers

Where the meadows forgot to grow their flowers 
Where the sun chose never to rise 
Where wishes in stars 
Have lost their spark 
A mother sits and cries 

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RG

The worse feeling in the world..... making a mother cry, I feel this is capturing a mother's loss or maybe disappointment from something not going the way it should through her eyes for one of her flowers ( babies ) 
very thoughy provoking as it leads the conclusion open to as why she's crying up to the readers interpretation.  I enjoy your short writes as they always have a strong tone of emotion.  ~Rob 

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Gwendoline

Rob your words are very insightful as always. I am forever grateful to get to read your interpretation of my work. Thanks for these today my friend. Means a lot to find you left your thoughts
Gwen x 

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RG

I ran out of messages on here so I emailed you .... I hope the painting goes we for you tonight..  

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Neville

I need a word with the administrator ... I also need a double pin facility 
brevitas supurbus my lady .................................................................... x

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Gwendoline

Wow thanks Neville for this response,  2 pins wow :) you are far too kind. I am so truly grateful 
Gwen x

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Gwendoline

Greg many thanks for the like and pin x 

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Tony Taylor

A Truly profound piece of poetically delivered misery....where a mother's loss is set into the ground itself and destroys anything that dares to grow near the grave of a child so utterly and powerfully missed!!.....Or at least that is one interpretation as this is left somewhat open to the readers own reflection!!......STUNNINGLY powerful and made more so by the succinctness of the delivery!!.......ALL STARS & PINNED!!.......you are amazing Miss GWEN!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......I beg your pardon if I have misinterpreted somewhat my friend!........T xo  : (

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Gwendoline

Tony, I always look forward to your insightful and ever in-depth feedback on my scribbles. Never ever worry about offending me my friend. I love how poetry can potentially speak differently to the reader. It makes it even more powerful and interesting. So I am ever grateful for your mind opening up and spilling what it truly can see or feel from a piece. You have not disappointed me at all my good friend. Thank you for being you 🙃
Gwen x

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Simon Bromley

Such an awesome astounding write.  Very well thought out and written piece, thoroughly enjoyed.

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Gwendoline

Wow thanks Simon for reading and leaving your kind words. I am so grateful for the like and pin 
Gwen :) x 

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Marion

Simply stunning xx

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John Prophet

For those who have been through the valley of the dark, this resonates.
nice touch!

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Gwendoline

Many many thanks John, I am always grateful to have you visit my work 
Gwen x

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Jim "The Lad" ....

short stark words of a place I choose to avoid! cool write Gwen!............Jim

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Gwendoline

Jim thank you so much for these words. You are always an I insightful writer and reader. I am so grateful of your visit 
Gwen x 

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Aires de Almeida

What a poignant piece. The spirits still haven't found a word to define the pain of a mother's heart when she loses a child.

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Gwendoline

Wonderful feedback Aires many thanks for stopping by and leaving your words with this piece
Gwen x

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Larry Ran

My dear Gwen,

Somehow you manage to get such poignant points of prose across in so few words.  It is a true art to portray so much, with so little.

All my love,
Larry xxx

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Gwendoline

Hello Larry
Such kind words you leave here today. Many many thanks for this my talented poet. I am truly grateful for your visit
All the best 
Gwen x 

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Liliana of the ...

The art of saying the perfect amount of words to convey a galaxy of emotions.
Very talented you are. 
Keep safe out there. 
Sunshine and roses to you. 

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Gwendoline

A galaxy of emotions, perfectly put Liliana. Thank you so very much x

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Shaun Cronick

Oh Gwen so perfect!!!
Regardless of melancholy theme, for your poetry so generously offered here reaches out and dazzles.
Short yes, sweet no, just bloody good poetry in so few words that captivates a reader.
I think this is one of your best (among so many) for when something is presented in the minimum amount of prose and still holds up in what it has to say and offer is the stuff of Merlin.
Magical throughout so neatly and lovingly poetically dovetailed together.
Thank you for sharing your poetry touch of class and your gift for poetry writing also .
Wishing you well my friend and Merry Christmas to you and all your loved ones around you. x.
 

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Gwendoline

Shaun many thanks for leaving such a lovely comment for me to find. Sorry I am late responding. I hope life is picking up for you my friend. That your Christmas is a cheery one. Once again thanks for your kindness and lovely words 
Gwen x 

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Gwendoline

Morris I am so sorry for my late reply. Thank you for such wonderful feedback towards this little piece. So grateful to have you visit my work. I look forward to discovering your poetry also. 
All the best 
Gwen x

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Being Me

👏 👏 👏 👏 Brilliant. This is is a well written and exceptionally strong piece. It can be interpretated in many ways. For me it speaks of a moment where despair grabs you and in the vacuum of sadness and of being overwhelmed with life the tears jyst flow. Love this piece 📌 x

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Gwendoline

Wow thank you Tina 🙏 a vacuum of sadness is a great description for this piece. I love your insights. Thanks so very much for stopping by and sharing your thoughts and for the pin xx 

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