In early August I received this poem from Patricia Lynn. I read it but I was unimpressed and almost disppointed. It was not the sadness of the poem - it was rather the near helplessness expressed in it which "bothered" me. (Patricia had never submitted a poem like this before). I was about to reject it when Patricia submitted it again in late August. I read the poem again and realized the value of "a garden of weeds" as a metaphor for other things. I decided to post it now. (Changing my mind is one perk of having my own site! hehehe). - poetheart 08/31/02
Abandoned blossoms
A garden of weeds
Withered and dying
Full of unfulfilled needs
Dwindled flowers, overpowered,
Choked, and fading;
Malnourished, neglected and hating
The absence of moisture, the long-lived drought,
Unquenched, now infested,
Alive but without.
by Patricia Lynn