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

[Ken e Bujold]

very poignant poem Kelly. carries a lot of wait to it. as i was reading i couldnt help but think of what my reaction would have been to the poem at various points along the road I've traveled. To be honest at various points i would not have been as in tune, but now with a lot of mileage under these feet it really resonates.
in particular your opening verse. M & I been together along time, and came close to that desperate opening v a few times along the way, but somehow always managed to "remember the flowers" as you put it. Think anyone who's in something, should read, contemplate, and hopefully grow from this one

bravo ken

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your words are my awakening this early morning, Ken. How extraordinary a thought, to think someone could benefit from my verses. Thank you most kindly, Ken!

[Ann Outlaw]

I enjoyed reading this Kelly, a lot of power in the words here. If you haven't heard the song "Dead Flowers" by Miranda Lambert, please give it a listen. I think you'll enjoy it, too. I love how you can tell a perfectly understood story here with only a few lines. Thanks for sharing!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Hello, Ann! Thank you, and welcome to my page. Yes, I have heard that song by Miranda Lambert. I love "The House that Built Me", too. Have a great weekend, and thanks again for the visit!

[Relic]

Too many uncomfortable moments, too many spaces between words can do this. Another excellent poem, Kelly. :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

Much obliged, Tim. Have a great weekend!

[D. Mansfield]

Kelly, again such a powerful poem with so few words, Im out of my league here, I enjoyed your poem

[Kelly Scheppers]

I am deeply flattered, Daniel. Thank you!

[Pete]

tugging at heart strings, sure sounds like things have run their course. so emotively told. there's nothing worse than indifference. we become comfortable and start taking things for granted. perhaps familiarity does breed contempt. so poetically well told ... :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

You've hit the nail right on the head, Pete. Thank you!

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

This is so very affecting... having lived through a fleeting relationship, part of the process to acceptance was realizing we were much further apart during it as opposed to when it finally ended. This is a pitch-perfect example of that. Well done!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Wow, I deeply appreciate your candor on this, Travis. How good it is seeing you. Thank you, my friend!

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Thank you, it's even better having the pleasure of reading your work again. Looking forward to catching up. Lol

[C. M. Miller]

I've read EVERY review, and I'm at my wits end in an attempt to expand upon those insghtful reviews . . . allow me this one time, I am saluting them all whilst enjoying a Château St. Michelle Chardonnay, compliments to my home state, Washington .

[Kelly Scheppers]

Excuse me sir, I'll take some of that Chardonnay! Every review, huh? Lol, thank you, Charles.

[C. M. Miller]

Maybe I should have had that wine prior to reading the reviews! Then maybe I could have come up with something to share, intelligently.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Keep it for a sultry one I'll be posting soon. You'll need it! ; )

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like too much water has passed under the bridge, so no wonder there is hesitation. Too many winters, too many springs since the gift of those flowers. Still, there may be a chance at reclamation. Stranger things have happened.

[Kelly Scheppers]

One can only hope. Thank you most kindly, John!

[Einstein Noodle]

ohhh poignant ... i feel left hanging on a note .. one, for your lady, that extends into the night .. such love .. such a long and lingering death of it :(((((((((((((( well done says i! it's still pulsing through my veins, Kelly :((((((((
E.

[Kelly Scheppers]

There you are! I've been waiting to see that avatar. Thank you most kindly, my dear Gene!

[Einstein Noodle]

:)........................

[Betty Hermelee]

there seems to be a rift in this relationship, one that is very distressing..."a hesitation, a disturbing air"....and it probably went on too long, season after season..... until it disintegrated into thin air.
You show us these emotions so well, i feel like I'm part of the scene or at least watching it live....
Terrific Brevity poem, just oozing with discontent and sentiments all at once.....
Best, B

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you for your perspective, Betty. Always a pleasure having you!

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Kelly, a pleasure to read!
Best, B