The Crocuses Widow
There standing in her window
the stillness of her rooms
tumbling in secret colors
behind her
The Crocuses Widow
standing with hand on hips
feeling the marrow clatter
in her unsettled bones
Massive the rooted
flower
of her
newly shooting grief
Perhaps it will be
a long summer
after all
Sad. Crocuses widow or crocus's widow? Sorry to be picky, but it held up my reading of your poem.
ReplyDeleteHi Viv... I added the ' this morning .... removed it! :)
DeleteOh, let's hope so, Pearl! I could use a long summer. :) I love "tumbling in secret colors behind her."
ReplyDeleteOooh thanks Brenda
DeleteLike the widow, my bones are feeling a bit unsettled this morning too. Perhaps a long summer's respite from writing and reading will help? Who knows...
ReplyDeleteHope that comments on your BEAUTIFUL WRITING did not 'unsettle' you! If I contributed in any way -..... I AM SO VERY SORRY! Do not stop writing you are a joy to read! :)
Delete"Perhaps it will a long summer after all" seasons always change :) yes the duration varies, its really intriguing... nice one there! :)
ReplyDeleteA long summer indeed. Expressive and poignant. Thank.s Pearl
ReplyDeleteAh Walt - so delightful to see you here! Thank you so very much for stopping by! :)
Deleteooh - I love this - the Crocuses Widow - conjures so many delicious sad images: love "marrow clatter" and "newly shooting grief" in particular ... Thanks for stopping by the Treehouse also!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sharon... As far as your Treehouse ... I could live there! :)
DeleteYes, "marrow clatter" is wonderful, Pearl.
ReplyDeletePamela
Oooh thank you so very much much - happy you enjoy :)
DeleteLove your images, esp. marrow clatter, and the photos. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteFor me your poem winds its way through grief and resigns itself to hoping.
ReplyDeleteI like how we both used "perhaps" in the last line of our piece. Thanks for stopping by.
I like how each stanza builds upon that newly shooting grief.
ReplyDeleteBrava! This one sings...
ReplyDeleteThe opening stanza to this really grabbed me, a beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteAwww Daphne, Teri, Irene, "Tumblewords," and Mary.. was a litte under the weather - just read your wonderful comments - so very much appreciated ... thank you much :) Will get to all your sites - have a great deal of reading and commenting to catch up with! :)
ReplyDeleteI so love "massive the rooted flower of her newly shooting grief." Beautiful.
ReplyDeletethe crocus widow discovers grief lingers.
ReplyDeletegreat job.