The Blue Flower (an exchange with Fleur_du_silence)

Recently I've been experimenting by trying to write a poem through a series of tweets exchanged with another poet.  This poem is the result of just such an exchange with another poet I know only as Fleur_du_silence.  I've taken a few subsequent liberties with the text.  It seems we both share a fascination with the image of the Blue Flower.

There’s a full life story

Inscribed on each petal

Of the blue flower

A frail dream that remains open

No longer than a moment or two

But in that tenuous span of breath  

Filled with nothing but blueness

It composes a verse complete

That quivers in a tenebrous light

And here's the photo that Fleur du silence posted on Twitter that served as the prompt for this composition: