I gaze up into the swoon of night,
forbidden thoughts of you, swallowed by the moon.
An authentic surprise…
A magnetic dimension…
a precarious invention indeed.
Our creed...
Every word...
Every thought freed.
A whole world waiting between,
what I had dreamed…
what I had imagined…
I feel you, sacred, like Tamarind
or Tiger Lily...
Slowly, quietly, absolutely!
You appear, here…
A home that’s been waiting in my heart,
debating this art now on display,
Just an array of sunrays in every way.
Rekindled intention of a love dimension.
Oh, what an exquisite invention!
As I gaze up into the swoon of night,
The moon so dazzlingly bright.
Your eyes give rise to this sweet kind of wise.
And there, in your eyes, still…
The moon so gloriously full,
As I feel a euphoria of wonderful.
Don’t go, don’t float away this time…
I need your light for my words to take flight,
for the poet to delight...
Set the mind alight...
Forbidden fire...
I cannot write without your desire.
orange tiger lily
flashing her proud polka dots
brightening the day
Go get em tiger, says my Lily flower
She makes my fire burn and turns my lips into lava
Your red strength and orange personality is more beautiful than the sunset
So, don't mind me if I just sit and stare under the aura of your sky
Waking up to your morning glory is the dream that finally came true
The drive that compliments my confidence
A good woman gives you a different kind of strength
A bold bloom of perseverance
That just smiles like a superhero content with the end
My tiger Lily grows from my heart and pokes through my t shirt
She reminds me I have a perfect love in the heartache
Because love is sacrifice learning through trials that didn't give up
Her petal kisses remind me to keep my head up
Every time she says go get em tiger
p.s. Lily did you know you were named after love?
Lilium Lancifolium
Indigenous to the Far East
Springing from a bulb
Beautiful Pink tiger lily, hybrid from orange tiger lily
Such a sunny disposition
You are a beauty whether gracing a garden
Or presented in bulb form on an Asian’s plate,
You are a staple for centuries
Attractive to butterflies
In the garden there was a tiger lily, sad.
Faeries and elves gave her a sparkling “hi!”
She had the worst mood floral ever had.
She answered them with a dour forlorn sigh.
Tulips asked the roses and zinnias why
Well maybe her optimism is dead
Because a giant accidentally stepped on her head.
Tiger lily does yoga into the wind
Driving Daffodil crazy
He has loved her for days now
She bends and flecks,
Her petals twinkle like leaves
She has no idea what she is doing to his libido
Daffodil stands as staunchly as possible
Trying to get her to notice
To no avail
Meadow gold
yields a mass of blooms.
Lily scents.
Striped tiger
ambles among the flowers,
as birds sing summer.
Orange sun
touches everything.
Butterflies!
Tiger blooms
of a very green morning,
waft in sun and shade.
Tiger Lily airplane food if you please, grandma, if you please.
He is four and enthusiastic. Words happy as a summer breeze.
He leaves to chase butterflies, then I see him trying to catch bumblebees.
Tiger Lily airplane food is ready, I call out to him. It is peas!
Not yet, he tells me. I have found a little green blue toad to tease.
I let him play a bit longer, as I garden on my ancient knees.
Collecting radishes, beets, and green beans in threes,
Which I will of course winter freeze.
A gentle flowering Tiger Lily shines
Brightly in the sun to the end
Of time captured in a moment so fine
When a broken heart can mend
Heidi Sands
7/6/17
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