The Last Time He Brought Her Flowers

The Last Time He Brought Her Flowers

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

The Last Time He Brought Her Flowers

 

 

they were like strangers

passing in the hall
barely speaking
apologizing in whispers

she couldn’t remember when
the last time he brought her flowers
or held her without provocation





there was hesitation now
a disconcerting air,

consuming the want
devouring the need

too many winters had turned into spring
too many springs, it was
the last time he brought her flowers.


© 2023 Kelly Scheppers


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It’s funny, having a garden my wife doesn’t like bought cut flowers preferring them left on the plant to enjoy. But that would be different for city apartments. Having said that my wife prefers jewellery anyday or a holiday. Anyway so eloquently written Kelly just faultless.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thanks, Andrew. I love flowers! Especially receiving a variety I've never had before, like daisies.. read more
Sad but poignant, well crafted. Could the lyrics to a song.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thank you most kindly, John!
Flowers hold a Mystery that unfolds when Love leaves the atmosphere… but lingers in our 💜 Heart and Soul… Amen, Pat

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thank you, Pat! Many blessings, my friend!
This is a really awesome write. You should be really proud.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

I am! Thank you so much!
Light and ashes

2 Years Ago

smile
you're very welcome.
Seems times happen and we're not ready OR have been waiting for the unexpected... for either or both, the weather changes and the heart battles another storm. Your words touch the core, few can do that.. sadly beautiful, Kelly.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thank you, Em. How wonderful having your presence here again!
The kind of writing that brings a smile to an old man's heart.
Thanks Kelly

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Your heart will never be old, Ted!
I must remind myself to be kind. On Valentine day. Posting love poetry and I remember. I didn't buy wife anything. To skip the doghouse. I went to CVS and bought some candy. Dear Kelly, you words have meaning. If we forget what love was. The other person may also. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thank you, John. Many blessings my friend!
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Kelly.
A virtuoso valentine's vignette that speaks of the pain of relationship breakup as the flames of this once bright burning fire now ebb and dwindle 'til only cold embers and emptiness remain further adding to the sorrowful solitude ..

Amazing!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

A most welcomed face, you are! Thank you, Tom!
Just simply beautiful writing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thank you most kindly, Aziz!
This one is acutely and achingly observed, capturing exactly how it is when things cool.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Years Ago

Thank you, R.J.!

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Added on February 14, 2023
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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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