Nine White Tulips...

By Silver Spun Sand

Sun, 16 Sep 2012
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Nine White Tulips...

a vase – shimmers
liquid silver
by the bed

the moon, slips
behind this cloud
and the next

the sky –
a deeper
shade of
missing you
blue

drizzles its wind
like curaçao through
the lime trees.

Slices the silence –
a shedding
of petals;

nine white tulips,
you picked
when you left,
die tonight .

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Submitted by Highhat on
This is very dramatic Tina- love the lines 'the sky – a deeper shade of missing you blue' ;)Pia

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, Pia. Tina;-)

 

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Silver-Spun-Sand Tina,hi! I too agree with stanza Highhat has mentioned,and the comment. julie x

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hi there, Julie;-) Thanks for stopping by. Tina x

 

Submitted by Indrani Ananda on
Indrani Ananda Poignant and very wistful, Tina, as is most of your work. It amazes me how you have managed to convey so much feeling with so few words. That third stanza, as Highhat mentions contains the emotional loss in a nutshell. The whole poem is blue and silver, and very quiet at the end. Indrani.

Indrani Ananda

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thank you, Indrani. Much obliged to you;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
You've got something so clear, and musical in its brevity, and rather haunting. I'm probably thick, but can't feel sure I'm understanding 'like curaçao through the limes.' Is it the picture of drizzling the breeze being like drizzling flavouring over chocolates, or am I way off beam? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hi there, Rhiannon;-) Pleased you enjoyed this. And as for that 'drizzling breeze', I was rather thinking along the lines of lime trees, so you raise a salient point, and I shall thus edit...although I think I like your interpretation with the chocolates much more, actually;-) Have a peaceful week. Tina

 

Submitted by TVR on
Indrani and Pia are both spot on with their observations of this poem, Tina. The sparseness of the text seems to add to its power to penetrate. Really good, and I loved the slimline appearance too. Trev

TVR

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, Trev. Slimline...that's me - I wish;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thank you, Nathan. Less can sometimes be more, as they say;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on
A great poem Tina, conjuring up a dramatic picture in shades of black, silver and white. Lovely. Linda

Linda

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thank you, Linda. Please you liked;-) Tina