Those were the flowersA Poem by QuinnI decided to use a random subject generator and romance came up. Here was my attempt.Those were the flowers That was the tree Where we knelt down for hours And he asked to marry me We were to be married Just a few months time So homeward I was carried As we did we’d hum and chime The sun broke for morning Cutting through the room But it was a warning The army called in full bloom They needed men for war And they paraded them out Flags high and hung on each door Like the first day as a scout He mouthed he'd be home He gave me a final look When they come back from where they roam I’d be right here, however long it took I started up our business Jams and fruits and sweets I worked through the sadness Lying alone beneath the sheets They said I was naïve That he wouldn't return I said that I believe Month after month I would yearn I got a little message Saying he was taken Under the captain Lesage Now I was alone and shaken. I went to those daisies I went to that oak tree Night and day as the world became hazy As I cried, emotions running free Weeks gone by, I felt a hand on my shoulder It was warm and rough My head turned to see him slightly older But it didn't matter, it was him sure enough We could finally say our oaths at rest Stood hand in hand Me in my dress, him in his best We both felt fuzzy and wonderfully grand But as I walked out the church My ring on my finger I fell, I felt my husband lurch People didn't linger Now I lay forever Up beneath the trees My husband never leaves, whatsoever He sings and sleeps beneath in the breeze I waited so long I didn't realise I thought I was strong But I know it was lies Next to the flowers Under the tree Where we knelt down for hours And he asked to marry me
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StatsAuthorQuinnGlasgow, United KingdomAboutSad AF. Dysfunctional AF. Queer AF. He/Him. Trans-guy. Bisexual. I am a first year university student in Glasgow who has been writing poetry since 2014 to varying levels of success. I also perf.. more..Writing
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