Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Thursday, October 24, 2013


I planted oleander along the path to my door
You plucked one
and tucked it behind your ear

You made a bouquet
of the marigolds and tulips
and tossed it into the air; it became

In my window box, love lies bleeding
You planted snowdrops
to stanch the blood

You stood with me
beneath the willow's branches
and waited
until the rain stopped
and the sun dripped on us
like warm, sweet butter.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Kerry's Wed. Challenge, The Language of Flowers

key to flower symbolism:

oleander - warning
marigold - grief, pain
yellow tulip - hopeless love
love lies bleeding (amaranthus) - hopelessness
snowdrop - hope, consolation
willow - sadness


Vandana Sharma said...

A beautiful festoon of flowers:)

Brian Miller said...

beautiful and intimate...i like the snow drops to staunch...and the sun like warm butter.....

Scarlet said...

I love the flowers becoming sunlight & drippking like warm sweet butter ~ Beautiful verses LM ~

Ella said...

I love the ending-warms my heart!
Heady profusion of blooms :D

Marian said...

mmmmm. butter. this is quite lovely, and i adore that Joan Armatrading song, too.

Anonymous said...

lovely, lolamouse ~

Kerry O'Connor said...

I like the selection of blooms you included (though I worry about the poisonous oleander) and how the meaning of each becomes clear. Beautiful words and associations.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is SO BEAUTIFUL.....I especially loved that "you stood with me" until "the sun dripped on us like warm sweet butter." Brilliant.

Margaret said...

Thanks for the meanings at the bottom - it is a beautiful poem of a journey many of us make. How interesting that humans have associated feelings and meaning with flowers... obviously, humans have been touched by them since the beginning of time!

Kay L. Davies said...

A powerful flowerful write, Ms Mouse.

Susie Clevenger said...

Beautifully intimate, romantic.

Peggy said...

I am glad you listed the flowers' meanings as it gave your poem a whole different aspect when I reread it! Nice work!

not displayed said...

beautiful imagery created with your words :)