Hardly Roses

Rose petals...

      strewn upon the floorboards

falling through

         the cracks of abstruse

    lackluster like

            useless dirty dishwater,

thorns made their way

     to our medley,

esoteric attempts

    reaped no flower gardens,

obscure synonyms 

     fester cryptic mind

 whilst staring at the ceiling

     of harsh reality,

'too little, too late...' 

written on the tombstone

inscription upon the head

 of our shared bed

    I always did love wildflowers

               you see...

Reviews

[KAOlmsted]

Can you believe it's taken me this damn long to get to this?? March 26?? O.O

I love the imagery in this, and anything in which the word abstruse appears is aces in my book ;-) That last line brought me to a pretty cool place, which was probably so not your intention...there was a movie, ages ago, with Harvey Kietel and Bridgette Fonda where they had to dispose of a body with acid and Fonda's character (who loved Nina Simone) said "I never did mind the little things..." God, what was that called? Something along the lines of the Cleaner, maybe? Meh, my memory sucks.

Anyway. Nice write.

[Frieda P]

You've been hard at work tonight, that's for sure. I don't think I know that movie, let me know if you ever think of it, or finally get a sweater on. *laugh* thanks so much!

[KAOlmsted]

*laugh* I am terrified to take the damn sweater off for fear I'll never find the fooking thing again xD

I'll let you know if I think of it...it was really good, and I am so not a movie person.

Always my pleasure, ma'am.

[Frieda P]

Ma'am?...erhum your hubby calls me 'young lady' I'll have you know. *laugh* yeah, I couldn't even hold a straight face xD

[KAOlmsted]

Sorry, I am entirely too sober...must have lost my head...I should have called you Mrs. R a.k.a. Sexy-Frieda-Pants xD

[Frieda P]

Hahah, have I told you lately I love you with my whole heart? ;-P

[KAOlmsted]

I never tire of hearing it ;-) And straight back atcha...ma'am :-p

[Frieda P]

See what happens when you're sober? Mwah!

[KAOlmsted]

Sober is for people who have jobs xD

[Frieda P]

xD Not always....

[KAOlmsted]

HA!

[Corset]

a guy told me I smelled like roses today, :P I should have stuck my foot in his face, wildflowers rock, even if they ARE hell on allergies, this was wonderful Frieda, I personally like jasmine honeysuckle, sweet pea or daisies. :)

[quinfinn]

careful about sticking your foot in guy's faces. some of them will suck your toes

[Corset]

How did you know the one thing that gives me the shivers?! lol! It totally grosses me out! toe jamb..goes knows the things i'll put in my mouth, (run with it Frieda ) but toes...uh uh, and don't be lookin' cross-eyed at mine either sheeesh Quinn!

[Frieda P]

Eww you two! I love sweet peas, and poppies...thanks Corset.

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

the melodrama of the rose never failed us yet Fri, cool write.

[Frieda P]

I guess not, nobody ever writes about cactus or cheese for that matter!

[s y e]

I loved this! It was amazing!

Im speechless! Blew me away again, sweets

[Frieda P]

Grazie tanto bella. ;-)

[s y e]

Hehe :-D ★☆★

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another disappontment poem writen with panache!

[Frieda P]

I so love that word panache, thanks John.

[quinfinn]

no dumber or more awkward feeling than when you send a woman a dozen long stemmed red roses and she has the gumption to tell you that she hates roses and would have been happy with a bouquet of inexpensive wildflowers. as for the poetry here, well, what can i say that i have not said before, other than you endear yourself to me with your words and i feel a longing to send you a big squishy hug across the miles. as always, frieda posies, you slay me with these writes.

[Frieda P]

Sometimes we don't need impressive and we just know what we like/want, rude to say though after the fact...thanks quin.

[quinfinn]

i like the way you think

[Jack...]

Which is understandable because your poem blooms in vibrant wonderful words.

Another small piece of your world exposed to all of us. Thank you for sharing.

[redflutterby]

"Too little..too late" is said so often when relationships end. Another great poem... always seems to come from a deep place within you. :-)