Sleeping on unanswered prayers
There’s hope at the death of light
So we pray for night to open our sight
To our plight
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The Bouquet of Flowers
I can hear various theme songs running through my mind as I consider the importance or nonimportance of a bouquet of flowers. Songs like "You Don't Bring me Flowers" where Neil Diamond and Barbra Striesand sing about a once passionate romance dead like flowers a week after they are delivered. Or the song "Flowers" by Miley Cyrus (which won a Grammy) which had me feeling empowered, listening in my car instead of embracing the depression that follows loneliness or rejection. Or even the song by Bruno Mars "When I Was Your Man" where he admits that he should have bought his ex flowers instead of living an episode of "Turn of the Screw". Maybe if his English teacher had introduced him to Henry James, Bruno wouldn't have sung about his regrets. I'm sure there are lots of songs that mention flowers or the bouquet and the image is embedded in our minds as a classic gesture of romance, and even used as a sign of love and compassion during difficult times such as illness and/or the death of a loved one. Is it strange that flowers are often a big part of both weddings and funerals? Is the bouquet of flowers just an overpriced cliche or do we still consider it the classic romantic gesture?
By Shanon Marie Clare Angermeyer Norman4 days ago in Humans
Comments (3)
This was so full of hope. Loved your poem!
This feels so hauntingly familiar, like a representation of my heart in soul in but a few words.
Photo made me hungry