What If The Flowers Took Flight Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

what if the flowers took flight,
the roses gliding?
I close my eyes and

violets seek the sun;
and where and where is
the shade they used to love

and is the shade crying
under the rooted trees?

they are
dizzying as stars,
bright parasols when it rains

closer to water now
when it comes from the clouds.
and in the ionosphere

their lost perfumes diffuse.
the skies are dazzling
holding the migrations

of so many bouquets.
the honey bees will go mad.
yet all things shall be well

the vivid angels sing
in flowered arrangements newly composed:

oh rose. wild rose. I
close my eyes on earth
missing the flowers

in the little dells.
wanting to call
the Missing Flowers Department.

mary angela douglas 25 april 2015; 17 march 2016