The Last Time He Brought Her Flowers

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.

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

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.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thanks, Andrew. I love flowers! Especially receiving a variety I've never had before, like daisies.

[John Rutherford]

Sad but poignant, well crafted. Could the lyrics to a song.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, John!

[Patricia Wedel]

Flowers hold a Mystery that unfolds when Love leaves the atmosphere… but lingers in our 💜 Heart and Soul… Amen, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Pat! Many blessings, my friend!

[light and ashes]

This is a really awesome write. You should be really proud.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I am! Thank you so much!

[light and ashes]

smile
you're very welcome.

[emmajoygreen]

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.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Em. How wonderful having your presence here again!

[Ted Kniffen]

The kind of writing that brings a smile to an old man's heart.
Thanks Kelly

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your heart will never be old, Ted!

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, John. Many blessings my friend!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Kelly.

[Tom]

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!!

[Kelly Scheppers]

A most welcomed face, you are! Thank you, Tom!

[Aziz Luther]

Just simply beautiful writing.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, Aziz!

[R J Askew]

This one is acutely and achingly observed, capturing exactly how it is when things cool.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, R.J.!