Forgotten in the drawer
"place the bulb in complete darkness for one week"
Long pale roots, white
strings of life reach
deep into the bulb vase
stretching down for the last
half inch of murky water.
Pale whitish leaves
bent over, twisted
longing for the sun. Worse:
the now dried lavender bloom
that no one ever saw.
-- Mar Walker
The prompt was to write a poem about something you fear. Right after reading the prompt, i found the hyacinth plants in the drawer. I don't even remember what month it was when I put the bulbs in there. they did their blooming-growing thing as best they could, entrely without witness, carried on without human intervention, as nature always does when we walk away.
1 comment:
Lovely imagery. It works even without the photo
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