Pausing from my usual busyness the other day has touched something inside of me it seems…I am not likely to get over it for a few days at least. And so a revisit with my late-blooming rose bush…<3 I hope you don’t mind. 🙂
Photo Credit: kat 2015
you know…from afar. You,
with your moth-nibbled
extremities and drying seed
pods. Soon, it will be
time to cut you
back, before the frost
settles in regularly. To
put you out of the misery
of your inevitable deflowering.
Coming to the end of one’s
season is not pretty and yet…
as I draw near I realize
you still have a bit of flash
and sass left in you. A few
more stunning songs to sing,
one last story to tell…
the audacity of a late
bloomer, past prime, impassioned
electric life coursing through
your veins, albeit more slowly.
Photo Credit: kat 2015
or two from you if I stopped
long enough to notice. You…
and your haughty flash of
crimson stopping me
in my tracks…you had me
at first spring’s bud,
you know. I agree, it
would be rude of me
to ignore you through
your last blooming.
Photo Credit: kat 2015
like mercury colliding... 
November 5th, 2015 at 1:55 am
Now that is a great poem that connotes different meanings. I also think of a lady in the autumn of her life. I like it 😊
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November 5th, 2015 at 2:04 am
Thank you so much Jacqueline! That is what I was trying to convey. I am delighted that you saw it! 😊
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November 5th, 2015 at 5:44 am
You are welcome 🙂
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November 7th, 2015 at 12:53 am
‘A few
more stunning songs to sing,
one last story to tell…
the audacity of a late
bloomer, past prime, impassioned
electric life coursing through
your veins, albeit more slowly.’
I too got it!
There are many late bloomers who do better after their supposed prime is gone. Late bloomers should stay away from their age-mates.
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November 7th, 2015 at 3:03 am
Yes! What an enlightened view Alka. Thank you for commenting! 😊
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