Treasure Island

Martin O'Neill

(20-06-1958 / Solihull, Birmingham, England)

Graveside


I would have brought flowers
But it seemed wrong, somehow
To cut down one beauty
In memory of another
I bring instead, a seed
And water, in my eye.

Submitted: Monday, October 04, 2010

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  • Paul Brookes (12/14/2012 2:35:00 AM)

    Great poem says much more than the great tracks of other poets in such a compact space Well written.: O) Paul (Report) Reply

  • Rishi Kaashyap (3/26/2012 5:33:00 AM)

    Wow! Your words are so striking :) ihave never read a shorter poem so touchy...
    Sir i welcome you to some of my poems to hear your valuable feedbacks (Report) Reply

  • Lynn Cohen (3/15/2012 11:05:00 AM)

    Once again I am struck right in the solar plexus by the spare but perfectly-aimed words you have used to create a universe of experience to which everyone can relate. (Report) Reply

  • Ruth Walters (3/7/2012 7:32:00 PM)

    So true, we cut the flowers at full bloom, at the hieght of their beauty, most often forgetting we are slaying the thing we cherish (Report) Reply

  • Patti Masterman (2/17/2012 3:32:00 PM)

    Wow, I am a puddle now, like the wicked witch who got water thrown on her,
    and she melted (but not cause she was made of sugar and spice and all that's nice) .
    This is so original and perfect. Thanks for this, made my day. (Report) Reply

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