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Pot of Flowers

Porch pot of flowers Surprising in October We look at each other Rejection has a smell Forbidden perfume Jack Daniels morning noon night She plays Clair de Lune I can see her sitting there Though there is a wall Can see her fingers working Aghh! Utter futility!

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Skat A

Date: 9/7/2013 8:30:00 PM

Congratulations Daver,, on having your poem featured on the soups Home Page. Love ~SKAT~

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/7/2013 4:47:00 PM

Hello Daver, , Congratulations on your Featured Poem of the week. Nice seeing your poem on the front page... always~ Linda :-)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/5/2012 8:58:00 PM

Back here in the pot of flowers again. I sure wish I knew of your poems I have never seen, I bet somewhere back here are at least one or two like that, but I can't seem to find them! Anyway, this was one that I really enjoyed from the past!

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/3/2011 4:17:00 PM

Interesting write..I wonder about the last stanza..Is she making many mistakes in her playing?..Enjoyed reading..Your presence at my work was like a short summer breeze that cooled my too warm body...Sara

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/7/2011 8:34:00 AM

I kind of get this one. Is she not playing the piano very well? Or is the futility in yourself? Glad to find an older one of yours I had not seen. This one is kind of deep for me .haha. LUv, Andrea

Deneen White

Date: 10/18/2008 4:34:00 PM

this write gives one pause to think, interesting and thought-provoking, hope all is well with you my friend, take care D-nyce

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 10/16/2008 5:50:00 AM

This is amazing - it takes in all the senses - well done, and very lovely, love Kristin

Joseph Spence Sr

Date: 10/15/2008 6:02:00 PM

This is excellent. I can see the pot of flowers in October. The 2nd stanza certainly is appealing to the sense of smell. I like how the sense of touch really flows right into the last stanza of this haiku series. Great job! ~Joseph

Date: 10/15/2008 4:23:00 PM

Much to think about in your words. The format of this poem adds to the reading experience. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. Karen

Carrie Richards

Date: 10/15/2008 7:02:00 AM

Oh this description is so melancholy and one can picture her sitting at the piano. I love Clair de Lune, it's one I play myself (without the Jack Daniels!) however it is a very moody piece, and in your poem, it really sets the scene! Well done...excellent poem! ~ Carrie