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

[Temperance]

It's so sad when a relationship gets to the point in your poem. It appears not that he isn't the flower giving type but, something deeper has drawn him away. I sense we are waiting to hear the other shoe drop. I sense the loneliness in this poem yet, it is so nicely written that it imparts the feel of it. I enjoyed the read but it did make me feel sad for the writer.

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's a complex thing when love's no longer reciprocated. Imagine the pain. Thank you, my friend.

[Temperance]

I have felt that pain and it has been related in some of my poems.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

These kind of silences are the worst, reverberating off the walls of the heart and mind ceaselessly. It's the worst kind of loneliness being with someone and feeling all alone, worse than being alone itself. These words fall like a hush within the heart. So sad!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Most people find it hard to comprehend that you can feel more lonely in a crowd than you can alone. Thank you for the warmth of your words, Linda. Your presence is a pleasure here, always welcomed.

[Perdition]

Oh, those silent passings in the hall. The whispers of flowers speak of ways that seem far too sneaky for me, but for the right woman, I would make it my staple to understand the meanings behind every last one, whether she returns the same or not, though it would be wonderful. Always preferred the wildflower myself. Smooth Kelly, wonderfully smooth poem Vase? ~

[Kelly Scheppers]

I love wildflowers and daisies...and orchids and roses and gladiolas. ( Are you writing this down? ) I was wooed at the age of 16 by a friend of my girlfriend's father. He sent me a dozen red roses, just because. People wait for the holidays to do such a trivial thing. "Just because" suits me just fine! Thank you, Joseph! I do hope your Valentine's Day was sweet! xo

[Ken Simm.]

Been there done that, sometimes been so male and stupid I thought that would make things alright. This is glowing and gentle and with just the right flavours of mood and missed opportunities.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you for reading, Ken. It's good having you here!

[AYVID N]

Too many springs when life came in between...Almost turning them into strangers and yet somewhere they remembered the passing of so many springs. It takes just one step to break that hesitation, breach that gap and go back to that embrace. It would be sad if they walked away from something that I read as most special. The flowers must be waiting so eagerly....

I relate to your words very deeply, dear Kelly. Flowers have such a beautiful place in relationships and this poem has solidified that significance forever in my heart.

[Kelly Scheppers]

This is without a doubt one of the loveliest reviews I have ever received in all the years I have been here. You are such a wonder to me. Never forget how special you are to so many! Thank you most kindly, with all my heart.

[AYVID N]

I'll keep your words treasured in my heart always, my friend. Thank you so much for such love and appreciation, always.

[W. Barrett Munn]

I like the emotions you’re trying to express here, sharing, it seems in ghe blame, if there is any, no bitterness but a melancholy approaching apathy.

Winston

[Kelly Scheppers]

I know this, I have lived this. Word for word. It's difficult to see in print, but at the same time, it helps in healing. Perhaps my timing is off, in posting this on Valentine's Day, but it's more important to me that I let it go. Thank you, Winston.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is very good. I enjoyed the read. I like planting flowers for my wife so she can enjoy them from our garden. I've bought her flowers too but the ones I've grown seem to have a more "personal" touch. I enjoy a gift someone makes me more than I enjoy anything from the store, a card, a poem, a story, a song. It doesn't have to cost anything so long as it came from their heart. But, maybe that's just me. The cards my daughter makes for me are the best.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I remember making cards for my mother when I was a little girl. All I needed I already had from art class in school. You are right, they are the best gifts that we are given from the heart. Perhaps this world needs to get back to those simpler times. So glad you enjoyed this one, Fabian. Thank you for the smile!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I'll bet your mother treasured those cards. My pleasure. F.

[Lorry]

Every woman should get flowers and not just on special occasions, but the unexpected too.
What's so hard to please a guy? Make him a sandwich, cut it in half and don't Frisbee the plate towards his face!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I wholeheartedly agree with you, Lorry, on both conditions. Flowers don't need an occasion to be given. I loved your analogy about pleasing a man - make him a sandwich! Lol, I must remember that one. Thanks so much, Lorry!

[willweb]

Too many springs...missing one I would consider too many. Kind of sad and lonely feeling but maybe not. It just could be she thinks about how long it has been since he brought her flowers because the new man in her life showers her with blooms. Hey...just trying to find the bright side. Nicely done Kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

"...missing one would be too many!" I like the way you think, Will. I guess I'm just one of those women that simply adore getting flowers. It's all in the thought and such a lovely gesture! Thanks, Will! How do you feel about women giving you flowers?

[willweb]

It has never happened but I believe I would be ok with it. Though, someone did buy me a hyacinth one year during Easter and I loved it. One of my favorite flowers.