Black Aconites and Lillies
Photo taken by James Ottobre in his garden
Black beauties with your heads held high.
towering over the garden wall
Were you ever meant to blend in
with the tangerine and green,
the indigo and rose?
What was the plan for your existence?
and who approved it?
Something from a Goth castle’s
mad tea party, croquet with swans?
I have seen you creeping about
your shadow bathing the lilies
in dark penumbras
You never stay put
and that is just not right.
Your are a flower, after all,
and should not be walking around.
after the sun goes down, at night.
On your woody stocks you arch
your ebony heads and open,
flaunting your extraordinary face.
I am hypnotized by your midnight color,
your starless sky.
You love the lilies, wherever they are
and creep up behind them like umbrellas
shading them from too much sun
at night, from too much moon.
Just some “Black Aconites” the gardener told me your name..
and yet, not even Google can find another picture like this one.
June 26, 2022