A flower was offered to me
but I wanted a garden
A tree was offered to me
but I wanted the forest
A raindrop was offered to me
but I wanted the storm
A moonbeam was offered to me
but I wanted the night
A grain of sand was offered to me
but I wanted the beach
Your love was offered to me
but I wanted your soul
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Poets United – Mid-week Motiff – write a poem starting with these words from William Blake’s My Pretty Rose……… “A flower was offered to me”
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This is a beautiful inward journey that begins with a flower….
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Thanks
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I’ve corrected it 🙂
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Oh, thank you! That was so nice of you.
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Wonderful poem. Wanting more can be so destructive. It only leads to unhappiness..One of your best….Loved it !
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Thank you so much, Rall!
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A beautiful candid write. There is always more out there
much love…
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Thanks, Gillena
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Desire and want, it is never enough.
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This is wonderfully candid and profound ❤
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Thank you!
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Simply divine – i think if we were honest we may all admit to the same..human nature can lead to human downfall
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Thank so mych!
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WOW! This is exactly how humans are………you have nailed it………..this is exactly it..
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Thanks bunches, Sherry!
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Sadly greed has got us a long way in achieving the impossible but it comes at a price. What a great post this is.
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Thanks so much!
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Oh, I really love the progression of this poem! The ending really blew me away. You have definitely aced the prompt.
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Thanks a bunch, Mary!
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There is no end to wishes and wants. We seldom realize that we have to be happy with what we get or have. An ocean is contained in a droplet as the saying goes. Very precisely written poem.
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thank you kindly 🙂
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Awesome, Candy. Truly!
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