False Bloom

[Merfyn Dafydd]

False Bloom

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A single bud slit from the land,
The blood of petals stains my hand.
Both rose and I seized by remorse,
For no true flower blooms by force.

I'm new here, so pardon if this review is simple in nature.  I really enjoy "the blood of petals stains my hand" line, there is something very strong in your choice of words with this and it immediately struck me for some reason emotionally.  Also, I'll have to disagree with several others here on the last line.  We all know that flowers and plants can in fact be somewhat "forced" to grow and develop by the definition us humans have attributed to this quality.  However, there are so many internal and external factors that affect the ability of a lifeform to develop, it would, in my opinion, be impossible to say that we as humans can "force" anything to actually grow or bloom.  We can do our best to influence the environment and the other aforementioned factors that allow it's growth, but to say we can "force" it, I believe, would be a false statement.  So, I think the last line actually holds quite a bit of truth in it.