Blog, Mystery Say it with Flowers by Christine Bolton • November 11, 2021 • 17 Comments Say it with Flowers Beautiful and fresh as the daisies she was named for She was everywhere Pretty with a glow of sunshine Simplistic and uniform, but inside lived an exotic bloom Fragrant with the night Deep, burning colors of Gold and magenta Exciting and expensive By day her brightness cheered bringing smiles to downturned lips Necklaces crafted from her gifts and plucked petals that spoke of love and love not At night she blossomed in a heady fragrance of lure and the unknown Rare and seductive She was the seller of flowers Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets Images Pixabay Share this:TweetEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
I can see the contradictions of being adorned as the flower, while having those petals plucked…
Yes, it’s like no one cares because it’s just a daisy. But no one would dare do it to an orchid!
A beautiful little story told in verse.
~ornery owl~
Thank you! ☺️
So sweet and idyllic, Christine!
Thank you Ingrid ☺️
Gorgeous poem,well penned! 🙂
Thank you so much ☺️
Lovely poem Christine
Thank you Sadje! ☺️❤️
You’re welcome
A gorgeous, heady and luxurious bouquet, this seller of flowers —
Thank you Brendan ☺️
Love this especially; “By day her brightness cheered bringing smiles to downturned lips/
Necklaces crafted from her gifts and plucked petals that spoke of love and love not.” Beautiful, beautiful writing as always Christine 😀
You’re so kind Sanaa. Thank you! ☺️💕
Wonderful description.
Thank you very much! I appreciate it ☺️