For What She’s Worth



Fallen, but not discarded.

Her value lies not in her

ability to contain

her chaos within set seams,

clutch remnants when brute tidal

waves beat against her dormers,

but in her audacity

to bloom down in the trenches.


20 comments on “For What She’s Worth

  1. Lyle Krahn says:

    Blooming in the trenches could be a metaphor for a lot of good things.

  2. Bastet says:

    lovely photograph and great metaphors.

  3. Gallivanta says:

    Beautiful audacity πŸ™‚

  4. Blooming in the trenches deserves admiration and often showcases the real beauty…

  5. Melody, I love those pink petals! Lovely post.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

  6. Pam says:

    so true – are you in the trenches these days?

  7. Heidi Viars says:

    love visiting with you here… always inspiring … peaceful … and lovely … hope you are well, dear friend!

  8. Sometimes the best and most beautiful things in life come out of the worse places. I always did loathe the smell of manure but it has some great uses, and many sweet smelling roses has passed that way πŸ™‚

    • melodylowes says:

      How right you are! What a great word picture to describe one of life’s more ‘aromatic’ truths. We don’t have to like it to acknowledge its power… Thanks RumPunch!

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