Lois Read

Rookie - 105 Points (1/17/26 / Chicago, Illinois)

Ode To A Geranium - Poem by Lois Read

I am red, surrounded by purple
color my life, the scent of my breath
I eat it, drink it bathe in it daily

I will return one day
as geranium
survivor of a flower
bravely blooming on and on.
Lavender soldiers
will surround me, protect me
wrap me
in a blanket of sweet scent.

I will bloom
in the humblest of grardens
planted in tin cans
hung on the walls
as well as in
hand-painted talevera
holding my own
with exotic blooms

I will happen also in white
and apricot, and stripes.
But my real self, my true self
will be red.
Glorious, glorious red.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 2, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, February 3, 2014

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