Please don’t bring me flowers
they won’t help me forget
they only bring sadness
you’d like me to forget
how you caused this sadness
love fades like plucked flowers
ripped from their roots, sadness
crushes lifeless flowers
of course they can’t forget
So take your dead flowers, forget me and leave me to my sadness.
kat ~ 9 September 2016
This is in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge, to write a Tritina based on this gloomy painting. Jane suggested that we choose three words before starting our poem after looking at the painting. These are the words I chose:
Having weathered first frost
A single rose droops full bloom
Petals precariously hanging
Nearby green leaves, dew hanging
drip warm from morning frost,
rousing dormant buds to bloom
But it will be too soon to bloom
summer’s last remnant hanging
will suffer winter’s brutal frost
How bittersweet when autumn’s frost lapses warm to taunt the rose to bloom with Winter set to snatch the fading petals left there hanging.
kat ~ 29 December 2015
This poem is a Tritina in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge # 10. I am a day late in entering. The holidays and work have left me little time to write, but I so wanted to give this poem style a try. I chose the three words: Frost – Bloom – Hanging (inspired by the climbing rose bush in my front yard…roses are a faithful muse for me.) If you would like to read the other Tritinas you may hop over to Jane’s page by clicking HERE.