the pivot shifted when emptiness gave way
to acceptance that the heart is a treasure chest
of fragrance that comes with perfumed aroma
sweet smelling crises at turning point for love
their union had commenced like pink cotton candy
paradise made in heaven and soft silken sheets
pheromones of adventure passion and longing
inhaled from petals of sentience and youthful desire
as time passed and droughts threated the marriage
resentments fear insecurities and anger resurfaced
and they came to regret not having planted alongside
lavender sage and marigolds to salve and to savour
thwarted by such negligence and self-righteousness
pink blossoms dried up as thorns pierced their hearts
and when they sought refuge in arguments and booze
poison intoxicated what had once been a blessing
cut down to pitiful size at loneliness’ fulcrum
tears alone would not rescue the rose from demise
the rest of such floral narration is written with blood
of salvation and the miraculous gift of honest recovery
Categories:
threated, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Grandma always wanted color in the house
But grandpa said no
She threated to leave him
She threatened to go
He told her to go ahead
acting like he did not care
She stayed around until his death
upon a kitchen chair
Two weeks after he died Grandma began to spend money
This was forbidden when she lived with her honey
She threw out the browns and blacks and brought color in
We loved the changes she made, this was a big win
She painted her walls,
She painted her chairs
She knitted pillows and afghans and such
Her house is full of color now, thank you very much!
Categories:
threated, grandmother,
Form: Rhyme