These Flowers Are Not Silent
These flowers are not silent, not at all like the others…
They don’t sit demurely in a vase, quietly and half smile.
These flowers shout out loud to the entire household,
they are lusty and flaunt their colors, gaudily with no shame.
These flowers were not just placed into the vase;
they took it over, they conquered it, unruly and noisily,
every flower outdoing the other in size, scent and color.
They become transcendent in sunlight, rouged ladies of the night.
Their smell is so overwhelming, it should be labeled, Poison.
It surrounds visitors as they enter the front door unsuspectingly.
They overpower the room, and guests will become dizzy in their presence
They make dreamers out of the catatonic, exhilarate the almost- dead.
If one stares long enough, in just the right light, they begin their dance:
A Can Can with skirts high over their knees and they wink and giggle in sync.
They are beyond propriety, beyond the norms of society…shockingly scandalous!
How I love them for their non-conformity, for their wild short lives, so very well-lived.
January 23, 2021