Violets

July 18, 2010
By Pippa BRONZE, Grand Blanc, Michigan
Pippa BRONZE, Grand Blanc, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"That we call the beginning is often the end
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from."
--T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"


Where have all the flowers gone,
(So the folk song asks)
long time passing?
(only because you forgot)
Where have all the flowers gone,
(I only pressed them to my lips, then yours)
long time ago?
(It does seem like ages, doesn't it?)

My love, my dear
I've missed you,
(Where have all the young girls gone,)
but you have forgotten.
(long time passing?)
Throw me away. It is fine now I suppose.
(Where have all the young girls gone,)
My mind is slipping anyhow.
(long time ago?)
Rejection, and from you, too.
(Gone for husbands everyone)
Bastard.

I would give you some violets,
(Oh when will they ever learn?)
but they withered all when my father died.
(Oh when will they ever learn?)
No more flowers for you, my sweet.


The author's comments:
In this piece, I combined lyrics from the song "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" and Ophelia's line from Hamlet, "I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died".

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on Aug. 21 2010 at 4:55 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

Quite a clever blend of others' thoughts and your own. Well done.


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