The flower is black
it looks like a dark purple that has never
seen day
a velvet dress with stamen
the petals are erotic and familiar
with your need and your thirst
you could be a hummingbird
too fast in your urge
and the black flower
may be a hybrid
not entirely natural
its size and grandeur mark it
impossible of nature
you should be outraged
but amazement overtakes protest
after all … apple trees have long been fiddled with
the melding of one with another to cause
grafted sweetness
the same is true of all we deem
natural
they have told you many times
you are not quite earthbound
so why then should it matter?
if beauty is not entirely dictate by natures rule
but the tinkering thumb of man
so like the softness of a diaphanous dress
you shall wear once
on the day of your marriage
when you give your hand
not yet marred by sun
still unclaimed and unburnt
and this day, you are plucked
to be admired afterward
pressed behind glass
a flower blooming
in darkness
Haunting writing my friend
Unique and different
Thank you very much!
Thank you. Just read your poem of Max. xo
Wrote it in the fall but like bringing it back. He is not the ONLY soul on WordPress that I feel like I have known longer than a few monhs. <3<3
I’m glad to add myself to that list! WP is better for YOU being here. Don’t you dare forget this.
This is beautifully done, Warrioress. And you are a most beautiful bloom with a quality that speaks directly to my soul. Love you, my Queen of Thorns. ❤
It is a blessing for me to hear that. Not everyone agrees with you my love.
Then they’re not worthy of your tribe.
Don’t worry– I think they have already quit!
In my youth I worked for a man who bred irises. His goal was a black iris. He never quite got it. I love your description of the black flower.
The silver and purple warriors have your back sista, leave the unworthy in the dust of their trite insincerity, you need them like I need Monday mornings (not)
Wonderfully beautiful.
Candice, you are the best
<3<3
This is a confusing poem for me. I’ve read it three times, perhaps my brain is in ‘fog mode’!
A flower blooming in darkness! That’s a line that’ll stick with me. Your imagery leading up to that is richer and full, as always. I feel the emotions and power between the lines. And behind them, and above….
Hauntingly myserious and lovely. 🙂 ❤
Nature will out.
Sensuous poem, lovely
This is a very sad poem to me …. never realizing your potential, trapped..because of the dictates of society “pressed” upon you…. to never be fully realized is one of the great tragedies of man and woman… 🙂
Very well said.
Thank you so much!
Indeed it will! I often think of how we bred carrots from red to orange, then from tart to sweet. Some tinkering is not a good thing.
The first thing I ever noted about Ft. Worth was the abundance of flowers everywhere. It is in my head whenever I think of that city. SA is also quite verdant (not nearly as much as you though) but the black flor de Jamaica takes my breath away.
There is a story I read once, unfortunately I do not recall which, but it had that line (flower blooming in darkness) I never forgot it. I expect it was someone like Baudelaire but I hope one day I shall find that line. Thank you dear one.
Not at all! I can be very obscure or even downright impossible! 😉
I bet they have those flor de Jamaica all over where you live? There are some here, they only last through June because of the heat but they are so beautiful.
Wow thank you so very much !
Again, thank you 🙂
I saw one the other day and was literally bowled over. Thank you dear Joseph – you are appreciated so much my friend
The original carrot colours are sold more expensively now over here
Here also. OH the irony!
Let me know if you ever find it. Wherever it came from you certainly did it justice!
LOL! How sweet you are letting me off the hook for my confusion. 🙂
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What a coincidence, I am drinking a glass of Jamaica water.
I’d love to see one!❣️😘
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Well crafted.
Thank you so much both for reading this and commenting, it is very appreciated. Sorry for the late reply I have been feeling a little under the weather. Thank you again!
Oh I wish you are all good now my friend!
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