going off to the flower nursery
to fill my empty garden with a mix of flowers
I have to start with a design
so much to consider
color scheme, height and sunlight
when and how long they will bloom
standing by itself, a flower is basically ordinary, lonely
if only one was planted, the garden would be sorrowfully sad
it has to be enhanced, livened up to be special, not ordinary
we need flowers to attract bees and butterflies
to flutter over my garden
kiss the petals as they pass
birds will sing sweet melodies
tell their secrets as they sway above
land on my flowers to chirp symphonic songs to one another
arranging the flowers is like a puzzle
each piece has to fit in just right
together they create an exquisite and extraordinary masterpiece
the marigolds are just yellow
I enjoyed reading your poem! Your poem is an ” extraordinary masterpiece”
I particularly enjoyed the line of the ” bees and butterflies….. kiss the petals as they pass”
And the twist in the end with the yellow marigolds is poetic masterpiece
I love this garden love flowers and butterflies used as metaphors. Your last line is excellent marigolds just yellow.
Hi Leslie! Lovely imagery in this – really like the middle stanza:
‘standing by itself, a flower is basically ordinary, lonely
if only one was planted, the garden would be sorrowfully sad
it has to be enhanced, livened up to be special, not ordinary’
And absolutely love the zinger at the end – ‘the marigolds are just yellow.’ Pitch perfect!