Thursday, May 24, 2007

The gnawing inspiration for this poem entered my consciousness while driving to work this past Monday. While the dawn's light shone brightly through my windshield, the idea for a comparison of love to an orchid, and lust to a weed came to me. I decided to pursue this line of thought for Poetry Thursday. I made a note (after I parked the car) in my moleskin of my thoughts. Enter the world of reality which bombarded my senses and sent all poetry muses into hiding. So the following is the first attempt to put something down to be worked out to better refinement at a later time.


Good morning Calliope.
Glad to see you.
What was your delay?

Mourning you say?
For what, please say
What sadness there?

Goodbye to love,
Or was it lust,
Or only infatuation?

Tell me then....
Was it like an orchid?
Perhaps a weed run wild!

Love, a tender bloom
Requires gentle patience
To grow and flourish.

Lust, the weed, pops up
And seemingly feeds itself,
Satisfying no one else.

Nay, I mourn not for love, nor lust.
I mourn the death
Of epic poetry.

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Blogger gautami tripathy said...

The last stanza clinched it, mourning the death of epic poetry.

Love vs lust. Bloom vs Weed. Beautiful.

6:07 AM  
Blogger ren powell said...

I have to be honest, I have never in my life had a lust to weed. (Bet you know what my house look like now?)- This is nice- I, too, wish there were more, better epic poems out there. Ann Carson has a cool one. There are still a few new gems. Maybe you'll write one. Surely, with such a lust to weed you have the stamina ;-)

6:28 AM  
Blogger Catch said...

I think you did a nice job with this Rel! Its very pretty! And love is such a wonderful thing....but I prefer lust anymore.....good old hot lust! LoL...something to make your toes curl.

7:20 AM  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Your poem speaks to the fact that at different stages in our lives, we need love; other times we crave lust. The trick is in getting the timing right. Your poem beautifully explores the ideas of love in bloom and flowering, as opposed to lust feeding itself and dying. And the epic poem (of love) reference is a good ending - although of course it's also a question. Love, the eternal mystery! It's kept poets enthralled for as long as time. And long may it continue!

7:47 AM  
Blogger Chipper said...

I can't possibly think of a poem that early in the morning :) It was really nice!!


9:26 AM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

an old Botany professor of mine described orchids as harlots and wild grasses as the only true flowers!

10:07 AM  
Blogger Tammy Brierly said...

Hi Rel!

Really enjoyed your view on orchid love and weed lust. That last stanza tied it all together wonderfully! XXOO

11:38 AM  
Blogger Regina said...

A very satisfying poem, I would say, Rel...
I really like the comparisons made here... and the picture is very pretty as well!

11:58 AM  
Blogger Jim Brock said...

You hooked me with "weed run wild."

12:38 PM  
Blogger chicklegirl said...

I'm a sucker for mythology, and loved how the poem began and ended with the classical references. Very nice!

1:08 PM  
Blogger Churlita said...

I loved the weed/orchid analogy. Nice work.

1:57 PM  
Blogger Carole Burant said...

Isn't it funny how we can get our ideas and thoughts at the strangest time and place? lol Love the poem your mind conjured up this time...beautiful! xox

5:19 PM  
Blogger Marcia (MeeAugraphie) said...

I loved what you wrote, but I love weeds as much as orchids, no wonder I confuse my husband so. But I won't tell which side of the fence I'm on - yours or the botany professor. LOL. I did like this, a lot, really! And yes, the ending references really added to it.

9:50 PM  
Blogger Lee said...

I love it, this the poem you referred to when commenting on my post?

Good work! :)

9:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Rel — I love the combination of reading the inspiration visiting you while driving in the car, and then being treated by the resulting poem. A full circle!

There is a power in the flow of this --- musical, simple, clear. I glide along while reading this...

Please excuse my absent commenting...more work than days have hours. ;)

12:59 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Top notch job with using this dialogue prompt.
Perfect ending.

8:43 AM  

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