Flower

She was a flower waiting to bloom.

Constantly waiting.......

Waiting on the right type of lighting. Waiting on the right angle of the Sun.

She was lighting in a bottle, but no one knew it.

They were only left to examine her and ponder over this unique type of flower.

Author's Note

This was actually written about 3 months ago.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I enjoyed the metaphor here Light and Ashes. The flower represented a she who had yet to grow to her full potential. Nicely penned.

Chris

[light and ashes]

Thank you so much, as always, Chris Shaw.

[Lydia Shutter]

Ah yes, flowers need just the right amount of sun and water to flourish and so do people! Your words are always beautiful. Lydi**

[light and ashes]

Thank you so much.

[Betty Hermelee]

a mysterious flower that has all the right nutrients...but know one knows exactly what it's called; was she really lightning in a bottle? how bright this strange flower must be.... nice word choice and a bit puzzling.
Best, B

[Coyote Poetry]

A unknown flower. Always a wonderful surprise. I am retired now. I have my garden now. This year I want black/purple roses. I am trying to buy the seeds. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[willweb]

A nice subtle piece that packs a big message, the poem itself blooms before our eyes.

[light and ashes]

Thank you for your kind and clever review.