Bouquet of Tears
steaming hot coffee from a cup,
onto a bed of pansies.
I see the flowers shrivel,
clutch my chest
as their screams assault my ears.
I can feel their burning pain,
hear them cry out with such despair,
"Why would he do that? We only
wished to brighten this world."
Watching the flowers writhe and die,
I want to ease their anguish, but how?
Who could explain such a
thoughtless man who didn't consider
the consequences of his actions?
I bend down to gently brush the
brown liquid from their scalded faces.
My tears drop onto the fading flowers
as I whisper, "I am so very sorry."
Published by Julia Williams
Writing was my "first crush," and over the years it's blossomed into a great love affair. I received my Bachelor's Degree in Journalism & Marketing and worked as an ad copywriter for 8 years before decid... View profile
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9 Comments
Post a CommentAWWW, poor flowers. Nice poen, even though I don't normally read poetry.
Saw your post in the low pv forum thread. Nice job. I can picture this whole scene in my mind.
Excellent! I really enjoyed reading it.
wow this says a whole lot metaphorically!
I love it, too! Feeling sad for the lil flowers right now :)
:) Why something sad made me smile I dunno, maybe I just love really great poetry. Good job.
powerful words!!!!
You are very talented. Most people toss some words into a column and call it a poem. THIS is true poetry.
Every unfortunate consequennce has its cause... Well done...