Hibiscus Poem by Marshall E Gass

Hibiscus



Even if the season of lust blankets loneliness in a tight wrap
smothering those fragile emotions in the winter months
of a lifetime of cyclical wants and needs
waiting for the summer to send its life giving mantras
deep into the sexual soil of waiting,
the hibiscus waits ready to grasp the first finger of sun drenching
warmth to burst out into beauty
above ground and spread its dense green leaves
with crimson flower and trumpet shape
into the minds eye of acceptance.

Soon the valley changes hue as altogether
the trees spring to life shedding their softness
into every nook and corner, crabbing into crannies
and leaping wings of delight into welcome air.

The hibiscus will soon take ownership
of the entire valley bringing to the forefront
our own wanderlust.

Author Notes
Changeover between summer and sunshine.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kaila George 02 April 2014

I am an avid follower of the hibiscus flower that blooms in the triopical isle...trying to remember if I wrote about one myself...(pfftt cant remember) but this one caught my attention and once I read the whole poem I was captivated by what you wrote, very intoxicating to read I must say...thanks for sharing.

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