This was written for two of this week’s Writer’s Island prompts (Coercion and Awakening) and was inspired by this post on The Diva Muse’s Blog (allthingsbootylicious.com) as well as experiences from my own adolescence. I wrote this in a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Roses
don’t open
before their time;
neither
do passions
flower before ripening.
Time
triggers roses
to awaken exquisitely,
showing
their blooms,
joyful and unashamed.
Forcing
rosebuds open
rips the petals;
forcing
girls open
rips their souls.
Written 6/22/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
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Powerful words – should be required reading! Nicely done!
A powerfully written but painful message.
Thank you, both. Innocent lost cannot ever truly be regained, but I believe in healing.
-Nicole
anything that is forced,, is unnatural… this was very well written,, and touched a nerve….
Thank you, paisley. I am still regrowing torn petals.
-Nicole
…spoken in perfect measured beats of time… that’s why i like this form… i also wrote in same form and could not remember where i found the inspiration… it is here at your blog… thank you… with grace and beauty it is good to hear you are sprouting petals rich in experience and color as a rose…
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Thank you, piece of pie! I was drawn to this form because of its versatility and at the same time its way of forcing you to choose your words wisely. I’m flattered that my work inspired you.
-Nicole
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That was so so beautiful… and unexpected…
Thank you, Ayesha.
-Nicole