Free Verse Friday: Who Knew She Would Bloom

A woman walks barefoot through flames and shattered debris toward a bright opening, with blooming roses and butterflies surrounding her as she emerges from the fire.

Unexpected Free Verse Friday

This Free Verse Friday was unexpected. While about to write my response to my Prompt Friday, this poem said no I need to be written now. It came fast and was emotionally heavy. It didn’t ask for permission; it just showed up. I really love this poem.

Who Knew She Would Bloom

It was a rarity that she bloomed.
Stuck in a decaying-like orbit.
Spinning on an axle that will soon break.
Thrown out to be devoured.
To never again be whole.
The flame dancing around her like a greedy insult.
She walked through the flame and let everything shatter at her feet.
It was in that rarity that she bloomed.

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