Please don’t bring me flowers
they won’t help me forget
they only bring sadness
you’d like me to forget
how you caused this sadness
love fades like plucked flowers
ripped from their roots, sadness
crushes lifeless flowers
of course they can’t forget
So take your dead flowers, forget me and leave me to my sadness.
kat ~ 9 September 2016
This is in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge, to write a Tritina based on this gloomy painting. Jane suggested that we choose three words before starting our poem after looking at the painting. These are the words I chose:
1. Flowers
2. Forget
3. Sadness
like mercury colliding... 
September 9th, 2016 at 2:59 pm
Poignant poem! Reminds me of a haiku I once wrote, I want to go look for it now. 🙂 Beautiful wordsmithing Kat. Weaves a tale around the painting perfectly.
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September 9th, 2016 at 3:01 pm
Thank you. I normally will do anything to avoid repeating words. But the form required it. I do like challenging myself. 🙂
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September 9th, 2016 at 3:03 pm
I really enjoy the form!
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September 9th, 2016 at 3:44 pm
This is so lovely Kat xo
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September 18th, 2016 at 5:45 pm
Thank you. 🙂
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September 9th, 2016 at 3:47 pm
Interesting point you make, Kat. Repetition is something we are told to avoid in prose, but in poetry, it can be effective. As here 🙂
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September 9th, 2016 at 3:49 pm
Yes, a chorus or refrain in song as well helps the mind to churn around an image or thought. 🙂
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September 9th, 2016 at 3:56 pm
Exactly.
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September 9th, 2016 at 4:52 pm
Beautiful Kat!
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September 9th, 2016 at 5:06 pm
Thank you…the rain was so sad…and she did not look happy at all…
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September 9th, 2016 at 5:15 pm
Incredible poetry, as only You can write, create, express and share with others. 🌹
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September 9th, 2016 at 5:18 pm
Thanks Dorna. This form was a bit of a challenge for me. I’m happy you like it. 😊
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September 9th, 2016 at 5:28 pm
O what is it that they’ say, ‘We must rise to the challenge.’ And you, your words have certainly done that. And more over, importantly, You are happy with your endeavor to have tried at all. 😉 Brava. (i really need to learn how to make the little smiley flowers here. :))
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September 9th, 2016 at 5:43 pm
🌻
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September 9th, 2016 at 10:42 pm
You’ve captured the essence of the painting perfectly!
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September 10th, 2016 at 5:41 am
Thanks. It was the woman’s eyes that really got me. Not a happy camper!
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September 13th, 2016 at 6:22 am
[…] Forget Me | like mercury colliding… […]
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September 13th, 2016 at 7:41 am
Wow–well done! She really needs to wallow in her grief!
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September 13th, 2016 at 10:47 pm
Yes! There is a time for it. But not too long I hope!
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September 13th, 2016 at 8:54 am
Flowers as metaphor for regret, rather than hope… well done.
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September 13th, 2016 at 12:08 pm
Thanks Ken. I never give cut flowers to the survivors at funerals. I always choose a dish garden or something living. ❤️
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September 13th, 2016 at 9:17 am
oh so sad.
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September 13th, 2016 at 4:13 pm
Sad and a little angry, I think. Excellent.
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September 13th, 2016 at 8:45 pm
Thank you. Oh yes, definitely anger, bitterness and resolve. Been there, but once one faces it head on, then healing can happen. 🙂
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