Tulips

Tulips

A Poem by Light
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It's about tulips, duh

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Tulips (2009)


My mother’s sweet serenade

Sounded like the wind.

Like a Siren’s song

That was softly sung,

Flowing from her 2 lips;

Which my father ripped off

And violently dropped and

Softly fluttered to the ground;

Whispering on its way down:

“I love you. I love you not”

My mother never spoke again.

She was 17 and I was 2 then;

Alone and left to make sense

Of my mother’s eccentric message

That I heard blooming in tulips.

So everyday I would go and pick

But never heard anything more than

“She loves me. She loves me not”

Thoughts of being alone

Echoed in my subconscious

As I searched for flowers

And found comfort in fields

Covered with blades of grass

And those thorny roses that

Always seem to prick your hand;

Wondering how many scars I needed

To become a man.

It made me wonder about my dad;

Did he ever roam fields of grass

Ripping petals in half and shout:

“She loves me! She loves me not!”

Or did my father only seek

Tulips that couldn’t speak;

The one’s that bloomed

In absence from the Sun?

Did my father always run?

Run from field to field

And pick apart flowers;

Never taking the time to

Just listen to them talk

And learn their sweet song

Because he ripped their lips off.

Leaving me to stand in the garden

Trying to sew petals and leaves.

Gathering roses together and

Coaxing flowers to sing

So I can hear my mother’s song

And one day listen to my wife talk

As she sweetly says:

“I love you. I love you, a lot.”

© 2010 Light


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Very descriptive.

Great job (:

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow. This is a very nice piece of writing.It's really touching. It speaks for itself.

Posted 14 Years Ago


The best... good luck to you! I love this, very endearing. May always hear, "i love you, i love you a lot!"
~lovely

Posted 14 Years Ago


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brilliant use of metaphor..raw emotional poem but controlled beautifully..

Posted 14 Years Ago


tulips are one of my favorite flowers
this is delicate
strong
beautiful

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh - this is so lovely. A very powerful poem with powerful, vivid imagery. The emotion is raw and I felt it all when readin this...
A sad yet beautiful poem - really great job. I like it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Everyone...thank you so much for the review of this work. This is by far the poem that reveals the most about who I am as a person; mentally and psychologically, in more than just the sense of masculinity or being abandoned or emptiness. It's my personal favorite piece because I feel more connected to this one than any of my other pieces and all of my pieces are like my children to me! Thank you for reading it. If it moved you, then it did it's job I guess because I can still barely read it. Sorry, I feel like I'm getting emotional...Okay...thank you...bye

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh my! How deliciously sinful, then deliciously beautiful this write is! Not only do you express domestic abuse - but child abuse so effectively displayed in print. My heart goes out to all three victims in this write. You did a fabulous job here, Light! I hope others see you as well!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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. ohhhh ... this is amazingly poignant and heart breaking ... people are ruthless and merciless sometimes ... you have found yourself despite the pain ... you are a true hearted warrior ... and this is an absolutely genius piece of work ... it is overwhelming ... and it is unforgettable ... more power to you ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


sorrowful, deep, and the pain is penned well. I'm sure the heart pulled when writing it, because it did reading it.

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