Creative Writing Saturday

A Red Lily

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A Red Flower

Your lips are like a southern lily red,
Wet with the soft rain-kisses of the night,
In which the brown bee buries deep its head,
When still the dawn’s a silver sea of light.

Your lips betray the secret of your soul,
The dark delicious essence that is you,
A mystery of life, the flaming goal
I seek through mazy pathways strange and new.

Your lips are the red symbol of a dream,
What visions of warm lilies they impart,
That line the green bank of a fair blue stream,
With butterflies and bees close to each heart!

Brown bees that murmur sounds of music rare,
That softly fall upon the langourous breeze,
Wafting them gently on the quiet air
Among untended avenues of trees.

O were I hovering, a bee, to probe
Deep down within your scented heart, fair flower,
Enfolded by your soft vermilion robe,
Amorous of sweets, for but one perfect hour! ~ Claude McKay

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Flowers for you, and you, and yes, you.

Flowers for you, and you, and you.

“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul.” ~ Luther Burbank

I created this collage with you in mind. May these flowers feed your soul as you go through your day.

Blessings, Lydia

All Will Be Well, ~ Julian of Norwich

Fuchsia Plant
In my last post, I shared with you, some of my favorite flowers.  I knew from the git go that I would leave out many equally deserving flowers. This is one of them. I discovered this plant a few years ago while returning from a doctor’s appointment. It was fortuitous really, but as I stopped at a red light, I glanced in the direction of one of my favorite flower marts.  They’d hung these plants outdoors, I am sure to tempt people like me. Well it worked, because I quickly pulled into the parking area and was immediately entranced by the beauty of these blooms. I knew without a doubt that I would leave the store with one or more of those beauties. And so it goes, each Spring/early Summer, finds me anxiously awaiting the arrival of these beautiful gifts of nature. This year, the blooms are more prolific than ever, so I bought two, one to frame either side of my front doorway.  

As Henry Ward Beecher remarked “flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock.” If that be true, the fuchsia plant is neither sad nor an introvert. No indeed, she is showy, quick to laughter and the center of attention wherever she goes. She is the belle of the ball. Her “countenance” leaves those in her presence happy for no apparent reason, for she exudes happiness and positive energy. She shouts, “look at me,” and you do, then you are hooked. One look, will leave you wanting more.

Blessings, lydia

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My Five Favorite Flowers

Some time ago, I mentioned that I intended to stop talking and begin living those items on  long to-do list. One of them was to learn the art of photography. Make no mistake, I am two steps below a novice, but still I am learning bit by bit and having loads of fun doing it. As I looked at some of the photos that I’ve taken, I realized that 90% of my photographs contain flowers of one type or another. It’s no surprise really, because I adore flowers.  

Blooming outside Conservatory of FlowersImage via Wikipedia

My great-grandmother grew the most beautiful roses. When I was growing up, we lived with her. Even though she passed away some time ago, I can still see her fertilizing her many rose bushes with egg shells and spent coffee grounds. She never used store bought fertilizer but her roses flourished. I’d give anything to have inherited her green thumb, but aside from lavender, herbs and some jasmine, that thrived despite me, a cutting garden is not in my future.  Just ask the rose bush that I bought about a month ago; because of me, it is now in flower heaven. 


Since I faced the truth that I cannot and will never have a garden like Martha Stewart, a weight has been lifted from my shoulders.  Yet, I have to satisfy my flower obsession some how, and I  am not the type to wait for my dear husband to buy them for me. (I’d be long dead, bless his heart. 🙂  But really, it’s not his fault because I don’t give him a chance.) So, the local florists and grocery store floral departments (of course, I am not speaking of a run-of-the-mill grocery store.) are my suppliers. They satisfy my needs. I thought that I’d share my some of favorite flowers with you. In thinking about it, it is an impossible task because I love them all.  Here are my top 5 in no particular order:
  1. Lavender
  2. Ranunculus
  3. Tuberose
  4. Hyacinth
  5. Lotus
  6. Gerber Daisy

Okay, yes, I can count but number 6 was mandatory since one of my precious g’daughters is named Daisy. Now your turn, tell me, what are some of your favorite flowers?


Blessings, lydia

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