Under the Tulip Tree #poetry


magnolia bloom

Two lips meet beneath spring

dancing in moon’s light

 love is serenading

each day appears more bright

years pass, colors fade

hands once always clasped

 feelings stored

in moth eaten past

Under pink blossoms

 veiled in a mist

am I your joy

or prefer love desist

I can no more see

what you meant to say

in eyes that once told me

more than two lips conveyed

red tulips

Sharing this Spring poem with Poets Pantry

Photography by Moondust Designs

Author: moondustwriter

Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing and publishing in multiple genres (including education) in E. African for E. Africa. As a writer, it is a thrill to write for children (on all continents) who want to learn. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 13 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - my joy is in meeting you!

30 thoughts on “Under the Tulip Tree #poetry”

  1. These lines are achingly beautiful, like the blooms in the image

    ‘I can no more see

    what you meant to say

    in eyes that once told me

    more than two lips conveyed’

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  2. There is the sea and the shore, and each… changes with time; one would not exist without the other.
    __Your touching verse. The sensual communication can be both miswritten or misread, as aged in, years of corrosion. K and I, keep the rust away_! _m

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  3. I like a bit of word play with ‘two lips’ and the idea of ‘tulips.’ And so true that eyes can really express things more than ‘two lips.’ Smiles.

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  4. tulips are beautiful too. not sure if bittersweet would be an appropriate term but that’s i felt while reading your poem

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  5. amazing beginning to a beautiful yet poignant poem. it made me think of a couple where one gets Alzheimers though i’m sure that’s not what you meant. the eyes do tell us so much when we’re in love.

    your photographs are gorgeous!

    happy spring, my friend!

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