Despondent
Dressed in tones of sunshine
my yellow bonnet waves
amidst contrast of green fields
we chorus spring today
an errant finger plucks
I cry in silent agony
breaking Printemps connection
separated from celebration
Disappointed with my fragrance
I am flung upon a pile of debris
rubbish clogs my senses
I used to breathe beauty
(now I brave man’s stench)
“SKY and EARTH”
Gold lining my sleeve
a small face peeks from earth below
I don’t want to alarm her
deep my thundering bellow
reach and inhale her beauty
jealous of rich soil wrapped about her
I wake each day to his radiant smile
each morning warmth tingles within
I envy the birds that fly so high
near him they almost touch
I want to lay on fluffy clouds at night
to his pocket be pinned
longing to feel his breath on my skin
only to turn my face in a smile
Never to caress the one I love
distance that separates more than miles
At Poets United we are celebrating Earth Day!!!!
penned in moon dust 
This is absolutely amazing..! 😀 Awed ❤
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ha – I’m thinking more “odd”
trying to speak for a daffodil and rose not an easy task
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The photographs and the poetry are both exceptional. Happy Earth Day, Leslie.
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Beth thanks so much for your kindness and your visit
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Nice poem,Leslie. 🙂
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Thanks sooo much Ranu
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Powerful closing lines in the first poem – “I used to breathe beauty, now I brave man’s stench.” And beautiful imagery in the second poem, especially wanting to lie on fluffy clouds at night. Beautiful, Leslie.
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Quite enjoyed the voice you gave these flowers…very clever.
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I have always spoken to flowers – especially when planting. Can you imagine what the clouds might say to a beautiful poppy in passing?
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You have outdone yourself today, Ms. Leslie Moondust Writer! The Daffodil’s plaint is so sad to hear–the contrast between being attached to earth and spring vs man’s stench is stark and startling. I am guilty of cutting daffodils and paperwhites for my table but keep them past death and hold the bulbs precious. ANd in the second poem I heard two voices–the sun longing for earth and the earth longing for the sun. A perfect romantic image of endless unrequited love! I supposed a rose betwixt longing for both, but gave up the rose for the larger orbs–Oh these are lovers that will never have enough of each other. Beautiful!
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Thanks Susan the first was inspired on a beautiful search for spring that we go on each year. The daffodils are like sunshine. When I saw that someone had picked one and then thrown it into a mud puddle I was hurt. I don’t believe flowers mind sharing their beauty with a house full of admirers – they love being on stage.
The love story is old as the hills …
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The last two lines of “Despondent” are utterly heart-wrenching and far too close to the truth. Wow. So powerful.
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Thanks CC – As I knelt and took the picture of this beauty so thoughtlessly discarded, I knew I had to tell her story.
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Ah, these silent flowers got the words to talk….so beautifully…it reminded me “Little Ida’s flower” by H.C. Andersen.
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I think they talk we just cant hear them 🙂
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I like both poems for their individual qualities. A sadness about the daffodil…I love the notion of sleeeping upon those fluffy clouds..Quite divine and a gift of love!!
Eileen
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Thanks Eileen . I don’t usually group poems, but these two ladies needed to tell their stories together
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Lovely! What a wonder verse for today, and everyday!
Your photographs are stunning, too!
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Thanks Gina appreciate your visit 🙂
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Beautiful posts. I am in that band of people that are not fond of cut flowers being much happier to enjoy them in their environment.
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both the photos are as beautiful as the poems…it’s sad how we force Nature to brave man’s stench while everyday she gifts a rosy smile to make us happy…
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A double treat 🙂 The second’s me favourite – you’ve captured something really lovely there.
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Thanks I think flowers should have some romance too 🙂
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These are both absolutely beautiful. They are like a sweet breath of clean air. I like the pictures too.
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Oh Im glad you like them – thanks Dear Myrna
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Very powerful poems. You got the feelings flowing.
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