I view you with scorn.
Pitiful, I label. Naive beyond belief.
Do you not feel it in your bones,
this Frost creeping, cadaverous
mongrel, seeking your flesh?
No one who knows what
Saskatchewan winter can accomplish
would proffer innocent bud,
sacrificial lamb to ego’s altar.
Or do you know exactly what you offer?
Scorn spars with Pity,
until a third enters the ring –
Disbelief.
Do you bloom in spite, or to spite?
Death may just be the mother of
all necessary re-invention,
the Holy Grail to this Holocaust.
I see.
I know.
Tears trace my ruptures,
draining immature ideas,
congregating on your petals
where they christen you
Bold.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Ah yes, boldness–a necessity in any season/weather.
Indeed! A necessity to conduct the daily business called life, too…
Wow! Beautiful..
Thank you very much!
Is this little one actually attempting to bloom? Bold indeed if it is!
It was actually a few weeks ago, before the significantly deep frosts this past week – but pretty cheeky anyway, isn’t it? It’s hard to know whether to admire it or pity it… 🙂
Flowers aren’t usually stupid, so perhaps it had a reason!
PhD. in Philosophy? Not bad for a humble Rudbeckia…
😉
Beautiful.
Thank you Elena!
Well, winter sure is bold without mercy or regret. As bold as bold can be, I’ve seen some little grasses/flowers poke their tiny heads out during the coldest of winters and I always wonder how these things survive.
Isn’t that something? We could learn a lot abut endurance and resilience from our tiny insignificant grassy friends…
I really like this one. Saskatchewan winters! Oh yeah, well do I know! I finished my undergrad degree at Providence near Winnipeg…winter. I’m still cold from it.
🙂 Warm hands, cold heart?? I would think that a Winnipeg winter would stay in the bones for a few decades, all right….
Winnipegers, not unlike most prairie dwellers, are hardy souls to say the least. Those silly buggers will drive a car in anything just shy of the apocalypse!
Sounds like my school bus driver. He could get through anything. Curse him…. 😉
Ha!
Spiritually speaking ~to me, I see these images & acts in a natural process of ordinances that promise a crown. I know, I’m weird~ Faithfully Debbie
If that’s weird, weird is pretty wonderful! 😉
Wonderful – at so many levels!
Thank you! 🙂
This one really made me smile – from the first scorn-filled glance at her petals – how dare she?! 😉
The audacity! 🙂