Menolyrical; A Fractured Fryday Hairy Tale


Over at Murphy and Stanley's place it is last Friday of the month story day... click to read more!!!

Normally I use a photo to prompt my stories and this is no exception; but we are also given a sentence by M&S which we have to highlight in the story.This month it is
"IT SMELLED LIKE..."


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TO THIS END


It looked like
It smelled like
It felt like
It pricked like
a rose
So there
I was

Sitting
Pondering
Wondering
Reviewing
Just viewing
Bathing
in sunrays sent

Lying
Lazing
Musing
Amusing
Silent
Hearing
words ill spent

The rose
stared back
Silent
yet loud
Telling
our bond
Woven we are

Waning
Tilting
Youth gone
Wilting
Droughted
Still roots
in earth deep wend

Drooping
Bending
Twisting
Aging
Releasing
We all
come to this end

That smell
Rotting
Yet still
'Tis said
a rose
by any
other name...

   © Yamini Ali MacLean    2013














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15 comments:

  1. Short on line length, long on content.
    Always enjoy your FFHTs (or should that be FTHTs for us in the UK).
    Nearly got caught out this month by there being so much of April still left, but fear not, Bertie's FFHT will be in place in a few hours.
    Cheers, Gail.

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    1. Hari OM
      Thank you ma'am and pup... looking forward to the offering! hehahahahahahahh FTHT....hahahahahahah..... but true.... Yxx

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  2. I'm fascinated by that photo, it looks like something is emerging, or is it small curls of bread, or maybe its…you know I could stare at it for hours!!!
    Loves and licky kisses
    Princess Leah xxx

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    1. Hari OM
      ............. bread.............??? Get your peeps to feed you gal!!! You could eat rose of course. It is the food of Gods and Princesses after all.... Yxx

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  3. A beautiful poem! And such a great choice of subject for the inclusion! Well done! You are right about FTHT!

    Your Pals,

    MURPHY AND STANLEY

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  4. I really enjoyed both the words and the style of your poem. It just flowed so nicely with those one line words. Then I got to the cow photo and burst in to laughter.

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  5. The black and white rose is magnficent and the words to go with it were thoroughly enjoyed. A different type of poem but one that says just so much. Loved it. xx

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  6. So very beautiful Aunty!!
    Smileys!
    Dory, Jakey, Arty & Bilbo

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  7. That's a rose? Good thing you said it was, because I didn't recognise it at all!

    Miss Oswin says she is very sorry for all those animals in danger. She wouldn't mind housing one or two endangered mice she told me, but I fear there is an ulterior motive here...

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    1. Hari OM
      kaf;lkdsanfsdknfldsanf MOL MOL MOL ...... well that's that cuppa tea gone..... heheheheheheheheh well done Ms O!!! The rose was on a bush outside our dormitory door at ashram and was on it's last days of blossom.... the flowers were barely the size of a 50p bit.

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  8. that was a surprise... but it is true... It's amzing how you hit the nail on the head with words. Great!
    easy rider

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  9. You have out done yourself! I love the photograph of the rose and the poem. They go perfectly together and both have so many beautiful and fun layers. Bravo!

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  10. Well Yam Aunty...you continue to amaze and delight us with your photos and now your words. Clapping wildly
    HUGS MADI and Mom

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