Belated Awakening

She would be the souvenir of a moment past.

Her atoms would be far away,

Or long gone,

And her charms and petals long withered,

When the ones who could have stolen her

Away from her own thunder,

And nurtured her,

Would come to think of her

For a moment,





In an instant.

An excerpt from THE FLOWER, THE DRAGON AND THE TIGER, a poetic tale written by B. 

Picture credit: pressed forget-me-nots on


5 Comments Add yours

  1. beautiful like always

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    1. Thank you M! Delighted you like it 🙂

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  2. ZenLikeFuck says:

    This made me think of dandelions, I don’t know why. Maybe because of the fleeting moments bit. The opening line though, hits the heart! I want to read more of this, B.

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    1. Thank you T.! I will answer your request with a yes ❤ There is another excerpt coming up tomorrow 🙂 Dandelions and Forget-me-nots go well together. I almost put up a picture featuring them both dried and preserved in a pretty necklace.

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