Sunday, March 16, 2008

The Girl Who Loved White Lilies


The Girl Who Loved White Lilies

A girl she loved red roses
But she loved white lilies more
She found them by the water
Rose and Lily by the shore

A girl she loved red roses
Red like blood when hearts are torn
On the stem in warmth of evening
On the water in chill morn

A girl she loved white lilies
Blooms a bride or corpse adorn
She found them by the water
By the water ever more.

3 comments:

Kelly Dickson said...

this poem makes me smile, it's intimate, between her and her needs/likes.. and being met... yeah... whatever... she will find 'them' by the same spot.. seek n believe x

Fireblossom said...

((((((((((Kelly))))))))))))))

flipside records said...

I like this:

"Red like blood when hearts are torn
On the stem in warmth of evening"

This is a really great point:
"Blooms a bride or corpse adorn"

So essentially, it doesn't matter what she needs. She'll find it all at the water's edge. The water will give her absolutely anything---red, white, thorn, or soft.

She will clearly never leave the water then.