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Rockhollow Series: In all honesty
Title: In all honesty
Eighteen of Thirty
Unique words: Ninety-Six
#NaPoWriMo19
I tip you one way and the other,
catch your lover, snip off their rising top
in order to continue
plumping his middle.
He jumps back as broken apart meets my basket
and I thank him for the gift that will later meet my vase.
I lower, watch you both in the glow of Spring's hosted Sun,
one by one remove anything wilted or weary,
any stem tilted or warped
to ensure your long season.
You in all your bruised purple life
and he in his bleach whites enjoy ample space together.
In a few months no one will know of your colours,
your ghost shells wafting on Summer's cautious breeze,
as bells or small child-drawn trees - simple in your delicacy
and the intensity of your colour will be replaced by the lovers of next year.
Eighteen of Thirty
Unique words: Ninety-Six
#NaPoWriMo19
I tip you one way and the other,
catch your lover, snip off their rising top
in order to continue
plumping his middle.
He jumps back as broken apart meets my basket
and I thank him for the gift that will later meet my vase.
I lower, watch you both in the glow of Spring's hosted Sun,
one by one remove anything wilted or weary,
any stem tilted or warped
to ensure your long season.
You in all your bruised purple life
and he in his bleach whites enjoy ample space together.
In a few months no one will know of your colours,
your ghost shells wafting on Summer's cautious breeze,
as bells or small child-drawn trees - simple in your delicacy
and the intensity of your colour will be replaced by the lovers of next year.
Published 18th Apr 2019
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Poppy, I love your lovely & studious descriptions of gardening in a way that makes such devoted labors delightful. I adored when I had gardens to tend: my specialties were succulence, living in a primarily dry, arid part of the country. When my children bloomed in their beautifully painted & glazed Mexican pots of all sizes, I’d beam with pride, tilting my straw sun hat to a jaunty tilt.👩🏻🌾
19th Apr 2019 9:01pm
You've definitely got green-fingers, Poppy, a precious gift - and I love the way you are honouring it in your NaPo collection. I'm confident they're very proud of you. :))
26th Sep 2019 2:19am
This was such a fragrant of a write for one unknowing of floral love and care such as me. The most welcomed goodbyes and remembered hellos faithful in it's return to those that behold. A gardened visit worth the walk. Aloha for sharing!
