A Fallen Flower E-Book

Decirée Baard

• Herausgeber: BoD - Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 26

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

A collection of my grief, sorrow, woe, sadness, melancholy, misery, regret and gloominess. From my own reality and a few short fictional stories. And the standalone: I'm dead! Applaud consist of a couple of short stories about stage deaths.

Leseprobe

To all my lost souls. nascentes morimur, just like flowers

Not everything in a fallen flower will be grammatically

correct or rosy, but it’ll be straight from me so it is

what it is.

&

“I’m dead! Applaud” is an afterthought and not the same

concept as a fallen flower.

Short stories inspired by deaths that have taken place

on a stage.

Table of Contents

A fallen flower

John and Cindy

Act I: Abiit nemine saluto

Act II: Cursum perficio

Act III: Aurea Mediocritas

Act IV: Fluctuât Nec Mergitur

Act V: Ubi amor, ibi dolor

Act VI: Comicus

Acta est fabula

A fallen flower

I wore color you wore white

You were the sun to my shine.

I was the map, you were the compass. Now I can't navigate.

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I need someone to be at fault, maybe you and me or God. Your memories will be safe with me. I'll try to honour them, you'll always be my precious gem, the one that held up my stem.

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Since I've met you I have felt this strange yet familiar feeling, a warmth only you could bring to my shallow heart.

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A beautiful day in November we can remember. We sat in silence looking at the world outside. Thinking this could be forever. It is inside my heart.

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I used to think some deaths were beautiful, but yours has only been sorrow and suffering.

Although your time was short the impact will be forevermore.

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As the sun casts its shadow over the mountains high you could hear an owl sing its time to die.

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A sweet little bird at the break of dawn. Looking for a place to stay until the storm pervades, seeing sunshine through her eyes she is yet to see the world of my heart. Through it all, over the mountain high she flies, at noon she is on the move to see the sun set as the sky's turning red. For sleep and shelter she is ready to see the moon bright on the water. While continuing the search through all my heart.

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This may be the death of me for better or for worse I'm going down. In the trenches of a war I did not start. Guilty of a crime I did not commit, always the one who gets the blame. This is the end it reads on my grave.

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I've been sitting in the cottage on Daisy road, always looking, always waiting for you to walk down the road. I have left the light on and will continue to do. Until the moment I see you.

*****

We climbed trees and it was just you and me.

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The imprints left in the grass won't be there for long, when it gets the chance it’ll slowly rise back, just like nothing was ever there. It disappeared just like you slowly do.

*****

Into the storm he walked not alone but with friends.

*****

John and Cindy (Dedicated to Yara)