Picking Petals

Pick petals

off

Daisy unloved

 

Written for Carpe Diem/
freestyle, a Pi-ku (3/1/4)

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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16 Responses to Picking Petals

  1. Maggie Grace says:

    Love this little form and you tell a story with those few words. Nice!

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  2. Ese' s Voice says:

    Cleverly penned – I enjoyed 🙂

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  3. Misky says:

    :D. Clever!

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  4. sheryl kay oder says:

    That thought never occured to me. How well expressed in so few words.

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  5. This Pi-ku brings sweet thoughts to me. I see myself picking the petals of a daisy to seek if my first girl friend, I was 5 yrs or so, really loved me. Ah! Those childhood memories.

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  6. 4joyjoanne says:

    and, finally, he loves me!

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  7. Oh what a sweet short poem.. great Pi-ku

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  8. kaykuala says:

    Little things mean a lot! Nice Pi-ku, purplepen!

    Hank

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