Nonconformity

A withering bloom,

withdrawn into self-

only because it’s supposed to.

~-~

A different tune,

ignoring seasons-

simply because it wants to.

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32 thoughts on “Nonconformity

  1. myothervoices October 16, 2012 / 6:50 AM

    Interesting use of supposed and want with flowers. Do they feel? Do they follow customs?

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 7:12 AM

      Hmmmm. Good questions. I’m not schooled in the emotions and customs of flowers, but I won’t say that they don’t have feelings 🙂

      As for the loss of petals, I thought of trees that shed leaves when the temps get cool, yet they don’t all fall at once. I imagined the late ones as holding onto their foliage because they wanted to.

      Thanks for stopping by and sharing your thoughtful comment, Myothervoices!

      • myothervoices October 16, 2012 / 7:27 AM

        I like the idea of falling leaves as ritual, like the everyday rituals that we follow, the ones that cause people to get angry when they’re not, like queue jumping or something like that. I can imagine one tree getting all snooty with another for holding onto their leaves too long – what makes you so special? that sort of thing. You’ve given me an idea. Thanks

        • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 7:53 AM

          Ha! You’ve taken it a step further than my mind wanderings. I didn’t contemplate the ramifications of their choice to late bloom. I don’t know why, but the idea of trees getting snooty about it makes me laugh. Thanks for going along with my ‘out there’ idea. There may be a story there. If it materializes, I’ll credit your inspiration in the post, if you don’t mind.

          I’m glad you got me thinking today, Myothervoices 🙂

  2. suzicate October 16, 2012 / 6:52 AM

    Love the photo! Nice haiku form.

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 7:13 AM

      Thanks, Suzicate. It was one I took by the Rio Grande.

  3. Debbie October 16, 2012 / 7:26 AM

    Pretty photo, Janna. Wonder why the one bloom died early — or was it the other one lived past its prime??

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 7:48 AM

      I wondered the same thing, Debbie. I know I probably over-thought it, but I liked the idea of flowers having some say over their blooms. Glad you stopped by 🙂

  4. philosophermouseofthehedge October 16, 2012 / 10:19 AM

    Turning things on their heads with the contrast! Nice job (oh, that word “withering” always makes me feel so sad)

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 9:18 PM

      Withering is a sad word, Phil. I’m glad you stopped by to smell the flowers.

  5. newwhitebear October 16, 2012 / 11:05 AM

    Agaist a wonderful image of flower you wrote a nice poetry, that plays with suppose and want,

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 9:20 PM

      Life is full of things that have to be done, and are not subject to choice. It’s nice to think of instances where life’s course is truly a choice. Thanks for stopping by, Newwhitebear!

  6. nrhatch October 16, 2012 / 11:07 AM

    Daisies & Black Eyed Susans are my favorites . . . I prefer them still blooming. 😀

  7. Sandra October 16, 2012 / 12:33 PM

    Marvelous photo and poem. I like dancing to the beat of a different tune, too. 🙂

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 9:29 PM

      I’m glad you enjoyed them, Sandra. I think there is freedom in dancing to a different tune.

  8. Widdershins October 16, 2012 / 1:33 PM

    Flowers marching to a different drum … lovely.

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 9:33 PM

      Thanks, Widdershins. I appreciate you stopping by!

  9. pattisj October 16, 2012 / 7:37 PM

    I like rebellious flowers that bloom when and where they will.

    • jannatwrites October 16, 2012 / 9:34 PM

      Me too, Patti. The ones that bloom when all the conditions should dictate they die always capture my interest.

  10. diannegray October 16, 2012 / 11:59 PM

    This picture is both happy and sad. One dies, another blooms, and on it goes…

    • jannatwrites October 17, 2012 / 10:14 PM

      It is, Dianne. I tend to focus on the living rather than the dead. (As a funny/odd side note – years ago, I asked my husband not to buy me cut flowers anymore. This is because I get really sad when they die and I feel guilty when I through the dried, moldy bunch of stems away.)

  11. Barb October 17, 2012 / 12:02 AM

    This always gives me hope, when I see some vegetation blooming past it’s prime. I’m always encouraging the leaves to “Hang On” during the fall.

    • jannatwrites October 17, 2012 / 10:46 PM

      Even though the leaves have to fall as part of survival, it is sad when they are all gone. Maybe between the two of us, we can encourage some trees to keep leaves through November? Yeah, I didn’t think so either, but it’s a nice though!

  12. GodGirl October 17, 2012 / 3:34 AM

    Wonderful! Love the boldness and beauty of the second flower – blooming despite the pressure not to! Great stuff Janna.

    • jannatwrites October 17, 2012 / 10:47 PM

      I’m glad you enjoyed the post. Thanks, GodGirl!

  13. livinhopewellbeing October 17, 2012 / 4:53 AM

    A lovely poem and so striking – well it was for me anyway. In an instant my emotional reactions to the ‘supposed’ and the ‘wants’ struck me with force. So concise yet so powerful. Thank you!

    • jannatwrites October 17, 2012 / 10:48 PM

      Thanks so much for stopping by, Linvinghopewellbeing. I appreciate it!

  14. Imelda October 17, 2012 / 11:09 AM

    I love the contrast and striking simplicity of this poem. 🙂 Wonderful.

    • jannatwrites October 17, 2012 / 10:53 PM

      Thanks so much, Imelda. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem 🙂

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