In shadowy indifference
the evening primrose
blooms
and fades by morning light.
How hard to greet the sun
behind clouds that obscure
daylight.
I will not bend to you
as the willow does
the wind --
not in this enclosure,
this arboretum.
You must never know
how exposed I am to the sun --
For honesty bears no fruit.
Author notes
A contest entry
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Oh, Ima, another color added to your collection.
Congratulations, Sir!
M-C -
Lovely Writing!
This was very interesting,
i really liked the flow as it rolled off my tounge.
Your creativing stands as strong as your point for the prompt.
I can not pick a favorite line or part,
because poetically it was all wonderfully said.
I will say loved the title also!
ps. Like your pirates lol
Thanks for entering it was a pleasure to read your work,
~Lisa~
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I've grown evening primrose for years and it's an invasive grower, much like the mint family, it requires more than a bit of maintenance to keep it at bay and from taking over the entire garden. It's bright yellow is a showstopper when in bloom for a month or so then it directs all its energy below the soil, expanding its terrain. I guess its countenance could be conceived as indifferent or even self-absorbed for that matter.
This is quite a good poem about apples and bananas, Ima.
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I just came across your mention of evening primrose ...
I have an acre and the front half has beautiful sprawling oaks, some palmetto bushes and a few other interesting plants like wild hibiscus and sparkle berry. I like the natural look and sometimes that area floods ... my question is ... Would I be able to introduce primrose so that it would fill in all the places that the green poison ivy grows? The area is a mixture of sun and shade and kind of sandy and hot alot! What do you think? joy
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Ah, Sir Ima of the perfect posture,
the hard green shell hiding
the the soft vulnerable
inside...
and yet able to express
so visually, so poetically.
M-C
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Oh I like this a lot, specially third stanza.
Very good poem Sir Imagreen.
Now the author note left me curious
You don't blush
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Thank you shorty hair.
I changed it to:
(roses are red -- the pirate signifies, "arrrggghh!" or "are"
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ah good thought, onomatopoeia?
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