Friday, March 13, 2009

Amaryllis Valentine

Amaryllis flower bud
reach for the red in
the brick chimney
in the painting above you

but to die after you flower
wasn’t enough for us
I had to leave you here
by the side of the road

for a series of passionate
mumblings and disgrace
each in our own graceful way
spring speaks against

openly in the street
pale blue pale green
rather homeless in heaven
than a billionaire on earth.

2 comments:

Kat Mortensen said...

The last two lines are a wonderful summation. I can't have plants in the house; my cats would eat them, but I do have them outside.

Kat

Peter said...

Thanks, Kat. Cats are plants that have learned to walk, and still twine around us.