At first I was aroused by the better to have tasted love vibe and then I was furious about the red, sado-masochistic, Ants ruining my picnic.Lost love is always sweeter because we tend to whitewash over all the disapointments of being infatuated with another flawed human being. Still, we keep doing it to mask over the hodge-podgery of Life's shortcomings.
great write gautami~ have a wonderful day.
Poem created through bees, honey and ants. That is amazing skills.
I actually liked the red ants part that distressed Donn. I like the flip in tone that it generates, the deeper realization that maybe the 'the flower of our love' wasn't as sweet as it first appeared.
Wow, what a contrast you created here, G. From honey to ants. Those images are as strong and powerful as love itself. Crafted well! ('tis good to be back.) (Please note my new site and I do have a poem up and linked here.)
Your work is getting deeper and deeper. I like it.
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Truly stunning poem!!Amazing progress!Have a great week :)Anna
i like it! i like it! nice flow and hate the ants!!!
could you at least TRY not to be so incredibly AMAZING just once, for the rest of us poor poets??this was divine.
Oh boy! you really get your teeth into words, very amazingly so :)
This is excellent Gautami. I savored each word, each line...beautiful and poignant.