I said yes in April
when you wanted to
go to Arizona to find
cactus flowers and
Joshua trees. The
crocuses had just
opened their mouths
to the first Yes! of
spring. Some years
it is the only sign of
spring I recognize.
We learned some things
that spring in the Mojave.
Joshua trees can
live a thousand years.
The cactus flower can stay
hidden until it is ready
to bear fruit. Female
bees search ghost flowers
for ghostly nectar. The nectar
is in its cousin, called blazing
star. It is a game the flowers
play, and the bees are confused,
but industrious enough to
beat the odds,
We learned some things
that spring; hope from
the crocus, maybe patience
from the Joshua trees, and
reticence from the cactus.
As for the ghost flower, we
already know enough about
deception. The bees? They
taught us to look for nectar
in everything we see.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-AyecC9rDUE
Hi Ron,
You took me up high, all the way through the deserts, visiting with you every intended and un intended symbol, I felt every little molecule of the bitter- sweet nectar tone of your memories, boldness and shyness which make together the unseen world which appears only when the poet bows his head, closes his eyes expecting to be gently kissed by the music of his own thoughts, not minding deception…
Oh, why did you bring me down to earth with the bees…?
That wasn’t nice my dear friend… I’m sad now -just a bit, to make you feel my landing 😉- and only the thousand year memory of your Joshua tree can comfort my poor heart…
Rom
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Hello Rom,
You have my sincerest apologies for bringing you down from the rarefied air to which you are accustomed. I have no doubt that you will soon recover and return to the intellectual heights. =). Thank you for reading and commenting.
Ron
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i love it…and the change – i get that.
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ahhh -you know the way to a poet’s heart.
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That is absolutely wonderful.
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Thank you so much. How did you come across this old poem? I have always liked this one even though it is flawed. It makes me happy to know you like this poem. I hope all is well with you these days.
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WordPress suggests old posts, when you go through the reader. It’s really worthwhile clicking on them :o) … Flawed? Why flawed?
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I have never been completely satisfied with the last stanza. I have tried many times to rewrite it and have always come back to the original…so perhaps I should consider the poem a success afterall.
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