Flowers I Really Saw for the First Time, From My Breakfast Table

by Paula Fowler, June 6th, 2010

I usually look out of my breakfast table window
while eating my honey bunches in solitude.
I've had visitors before, so I anticipate
who'll make an appearance at breakfast.

I've had visitors on my lowest of low days
when my heart was utterly broken.
My guest, a bird with one missing leg
that proved even broken things could carry on.

This morning's guest, grace and charm,
called my name through my window,
and told me to look a little closer
at its blossoms and leaves.

I learned of its red rimmed and
heart-shaped jagged leaves
surrounding winged petals so intensely red
as to be judged impossible to be real.

Eyelash fringes along the folded petals
suggest a sense of touch.
Perhaps it does, as it pulls me closer
to examine and to love it for the first time.

Comments

  1. UnknownJune 7, 2010 at 7:16 AM

    wow mom, you have been waxing quite poetic since I've left!! I love that you've really taken to writing- I still have the honeysuckle poem you wrote two? years ago! Any who, today I started my first group lessons at W&L, we have an hour in between two morning lessons and they opened an office so that I could pass the time. The lesson went great and by the end of the week I might have some pictures to post on the blog. I love you, and hope you continue to have a lovely and poetic morning.

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  2. JohnJune 7, 2010 at 9:05 AM

    matt looks like he is sleeping and i look like i am trying not to laugh

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