valentina
walking a quiet path
valentina found a wilted flower
admiring its faded beauty she wondered
if this flower has ever been loved
or did she bloom in gardens of neglect
have her petals ever kissed
the one who got away
valentina took her home
to spend her lonely nights
watering dead flowers
with tears of yesterday
The Lonely Author 
nicely crafted, my friend
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Smiling. Glad you think so Joseph. Appreciate it.
Thanks.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
POETRY PICTURED
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Smiling. Interesting photo John.
Thank you always for your support.
It is always appreciated.
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Okay, 😀
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DREW—have you found some good photos of satin blouses, in any color? Perhaps it would be worthy of your poetic talent…? Just asking. I did do a poem on the topic, one, anyway.
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You need a photo of a silk blouse?
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I do have one or two already…please disregard that request. Maybe I need more rest than I think I do! (sheepish grin)
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LOL . Rest up my friend.
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“watering dead flowers
with tears of yesterday”
Loved these lines..
The poem is simply beautiful.. Keep the good work up, buddy..
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Grateful and humbled by your beautiful words. So happy you saw beauty in this poem.
Thank you so much for your encouragement and support.
It truly makes me so happy.
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This is lovely and sad. I love the last two lines: watering dead flowers
with tears of yesterday.
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Smiling. Thrilled by your words. Happy you liked this little thing.
Thank you for your beautiful words of appreciation.
They made my heart content.
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Thank you for sharing another absolutely beautiful poem! I think it is clear your new surrounding are working well for you and giving you much more loving words!
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Alyssa, my new surrounding are making me the happiest man alive.
TYour beautiful comment have the same affect on me.
Hope you are feeling better. You have a heart of gold.
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I am so glad your new surroundings are bringing you so much joy! You deserve all the happiness in the world!!!
I am feeling a little better, but still battling the job stress. I sometimes think having a big heart causes me way more stress. All good things come to those who wait!
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Big hearts do tend to suffer more stress. Hope eveything gets better for you. At least the weekend is almost here. Be well.
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Thank you, I only wish I actually had the weekend off, but unfortunately I have to work. Please enjoy some of the beach for me!!
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Ugh. Sorry to hear this. This is the new job?
I will be beaching for you.
Have a beautiful day.
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Yes, it is the new job that isn’t anything it was supposed to be. I feel a little betrayed, but such as life. Thank you so much for beaching some for me! There is nothing more calming than the sound of the waves crashing down!
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Those sounds bring me peace and inspiration.
Wishing you feel it whever you are.
Hugs my dear friend
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Just adding this to my favourites collection! It’s a topic I believe affects many – do I truly know what love is and have I let the love of my life go? The overall feeling of poignant regret. I admit I would love to not be single right now and so sometimes these questions echo out to me and I start wondering.
Very beautifully written with the perfect photo to accompany it.
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You are most kind. Sorry, iuf anything in this poem reonsated. You are too kind to be thinking of such things.
You deserve better.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
It is always appreciated.
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Love the last two lines; nice imagery
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Flattered by your beautiful words of apprecation.
Thank you so much for your kindness.
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My dearest Lonely Author,
I will say much more when I can, but please know that this was a work of poetic art and heart and soul.
Your allegory woven into a metaphor interlaced with deep loneliness and longing and misguided pure hearts was gorgeous.
I heart this. And I’m holding back!
I miss visiting you
Your,
Fiery
❤️🔥
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Dear Ms. Fiery,
Thrilled that you enjoyed Valentina’s little story and its meaning. Your words and support mean so much to me. Your delicate comment caressed my poetic soul.
Thank you for your beautiful support. I treasure it.
Missing you too.
Beach Boy
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You’re so special
🔥💋
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You tease Fiery. You just say that because of my closet. LOL
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Is that why I’m saying it? Lol
Okay.
Anything you say
💋🔥
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Submissive today, are we?
Kinda like that Fiery.
xo
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A ray of hope in neglected life”watering dead flowers with tears of yesterday”,still now i am thinking about these amazing wordings.really,dear dew!!you are magician of shining words and metaphors.awesome and unique poet-my lonely author !!🌹🌹🌹🌹🌷🌷🌷🌷every line has sweetness like honey🐝🐝🐝🐝
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Oh, you are so kind Aruna. Your words of appreciation are beautiful and flattering,. Very happy you lied this.
You are a blessing.
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A lot of thanks for kind reply🌹🌹🌹
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Hey dear dew!!where are you.?my lonely star is reminding you as always.plz reply.
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My lonely star is going and you have decided for no replying.dear dew!! You are my sweet dreams as flying,do you not know?some one is thinking about you like a violin without bow.
Okay.it is right for you.be well.bless you.good night.
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How you Aruna. I was out washing the car and other things.
Hope you are well.
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Some thing fine dear dew!!because i had go to Delhi and returned back today.so i am feeling most tired now.i am on my bed and going to sleep now.good night,my dear friend!!bless you ,dear!!
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Hope you are well.
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Some times fine and some time harsh time,dear dew!! I have just now a post”no darkness on shrouds..”plz read it and reply.in your yesterday post the word of Shroud is most inspired me.plz see that,and reply,,my dear friend.your poem had me reminded the true famous love story of Laila and Majanu(Qays).
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Yes, I will read it. Be there in a minute.
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Ok, dear!!
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Valentina is kind and sweet. Nice to read a poem about someone who nurtures.
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Smiling. even in the sadness of this poem, you found the beauty.
Not surprise Sharon. Thank you for your lovely words.
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I like what Christy B commented, this is like a fairy tale. A haunting tale like a ghost in the forest. Very nice.
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Touc hed by your beautiful comment. Thank you so m uch for reading and for your kindness. Now DUCK. lol
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Where…? Oh, splat!
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LOL
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You know I actually googled, “Can you bring dead flowers back to life?” And according to this website, hunker.com, and I quote,
Bringing dying flowers back to life to is no easy task, but it can be done if you have the right tools. One of the most important is a fertilizer that is high in phosphorus. When applied as directed, a phosphorus-rich fertilizer stimulates re-budding of your flower. You also need to provide your near-dead flowers with a sunny locale, no matter if they are inside or out. Your garden can be beautiful and vibrant once more.
I know I could be so literal sometimes! Your poem just made me wonder…
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LOL . This is amazing. I had no idea one could bring dead flowers back to life. The only thin I have ever grown
is my five o’clock shadow. Are you a gardener? LOL
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Stubble care 101! Me, a gardener? I would love to! I keep nagging my husband to build me a greenhouse. He argued that I’ve never grown anything in my life, so I have to prove to him yet that I can grow something. One of my chores growing up is watering the plants at home. But that’s about it. No trimming or anything. What about you? Got a green thumb there?
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Well, then grow something.
No green thumb here. Just poetry. LOL
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I have grown kids! (And still growing!) 😂
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Well, then you have grown something . lol
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There’s beauty even if the wilting of flowers. Lovely poem …
I love taking photographs of flowers in different stages of wilting. There’s an unparalleled beauty.
Isadora 😎
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Isadora, you are right. Even wilting flowers have a special beauty. Such a beautiful thought.
Not surprised it came from you.
Thank you for sharing your soulful thoughts. I truly appreciate it.
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I have an antique brass spittoon full of roses from this poem’s metaphor re: flowers.
Thank you for reminding me of my romantic fortune, with this delicate prose.
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Smiling Resa. Why am I not surprised you have a spittoon full of flowers?
Thank you for your words adorable you.
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Welcome! ❦
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So well expressed.
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Appreciate it so much. Thank you for your kind read and words.
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I can almost see her…especially her nice & (thanks god) not broken (yet!) legs 🦵
Ah Valentina…we want see more of you! Muah 💋
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LOL . You are have me practically falling out of my seat VR.
Your are always too kind and humorous.
You are special. Have a good one.
And thanks so much.
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💕💕😜 have a good day 🙂 hugs 🤗
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Thanks
You too. Hugs right back
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A lovely poem…
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Thank you so much Jack. Your generosity and kindness are a blessing.
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So sad and beautiful at the same time. Flowers, love and poetry what a stunning combination. 🙂
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Your beautiful words and appreciation make me so happy. Thank you so much for your kind thoughts.
I truly appreciate it.
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You’re welcome. I always enjoy my visits to your poetry and writing blog. 🙂
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Smiling
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Such imagery your words depict..
I love it
It’s dark and sad and romantic in a haunting way..
Beautiful write ♥️
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Very touched by your beautiful words. Humbled by your comment.
Thank you so much.
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It is really special when ones’ words can bring joy to another’s heart 😊
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Oh my. Thanks
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Dear dew!! Most beautiful line”watering dead flowers with tears of yesterday”most amazing imagination.oh ,you are remembed by me most bitterly.but i know so only waiting for you.be well ,my dear.don’t worry about anything.take your best care.bless you, my dear dear dew!!
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