The scene is set,
the flowers arrive
they cause quite a stir
voices raised in surprise
Do you know who sent them?
do you have the card?
anonymous you say?
Doubt difficult to disguise.
I have no idea,
I haven’t been cheating,
high moral tones,
hesitant, though fleeting…
Voices range higher
then a slammed door is heard,
What cause? Beautiful flowers,
how utterly absurd……
LadyP © 2011
Pen Pusher, I just write when the mood takes me, and wherever my imagination wants to go I try to follow.... 
● Poems 'n Stuff ● 
I very much like this. Reminds me somewhat of Dorothy Parker’s famous poem “One Perfect Rose”
http://www.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/parker.rose.html
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Glad you enjoyed the poem, Cassie, a scene of flowering questions… and thank you for the Dorothy Parker link, ’twas lovely…xx
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We only have this one life (somebody pro0f me wrong) … Enjoy, Lady “God save the Queen” Pen … Love you … love you … really do … cat.
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No hard evidence, therefore no proof cat, and thanks for the emotive response, my friend, I do try to enjoy this life and it’s journey…xx
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What fun to send an anonymous surprise to someone neglected! Do you suppose each flower, each rose, will remind her lover to be on his toes?
While she dreams within her bubble, he worries that this means trouble,
If his undivided attention to her turns, More brightly for him her heart burns.
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Loved your comment prose in response Dan, and yes, maybe so, jealousy may rekindle love grown pale as dust left on a high placed neglected shelf, 😉
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I love to get flowers. I have never received any sent without a card, but I would love it if I did. Great job Pen!
xoxo
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My thanks to you Beth, I’ve only received three bunches of flowers in my life, one from work colleagues, one from a lovely friend who knew I was feeling down, and the other from my BF, stating everlasting love, (I haven’t lived long enough yet to test that out!! 🙂 ) and yes, anonymous, makes the mind wonder how we’d react!!
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Amazing what a bunch of flowers can do to a relationship…
Love and squishy hugs sweety!!!
Prenin.
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too true, Sir Prenin, relationships can sink through any shot at the bows, and this one was such a soft attack, maybe it will recover though… my thought process comes up with all sorts of scenarios, it’s a wonder I’m sane 😉
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Methinks a certain JD might have slipped in. Look! He’s hiding on THIS page, too!
XOXOXO
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Wow, oh Wow, what a great surprise that would have been, a bouquet from JD himself. Anonymous, ‘cos it would have to be, he wouldn’t want any publicity, now would he? OH yes…’twas him alright, Jenny!! 😉
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The only time I’ve ever gotten flowers was one yellow rose on Valentine’s Day when my brother’s friend gave it to me as a Thank You for helping him and his gf (who was one of my closest friends then) get together. One day I’d love to get a whole bouquet of them just to say that I have. And of course because they’re pretty 🙂 This makes me dream!
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Flowers say so much, I think each one has a meaning, the way they’re placed, how many there are etc… a minefield if you don’t want to send the wrong message I suppose… Dream of your bouquet, Andini, one day it will come,
This scenario I painted was a one off, just playing with ideas on a theme… xx
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Lovely, it must be a delight getting flowers, and a thrill if anonymously. Love the ending, leaves you pondering over it 🙂
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Thanks dp, glad you enjoyed the little storyline twist, I like to leave things open ended, just like real life drama’s, nothing is written in stone, it can be fixed , (I have some super glue here …now where did I put it?) 😉 xx
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I wonder if the game was worth the candle ! I buy my own flowers, that way no one can accuse me of cheating…..chance would be a fine thing. pen, Anyway I know that if Tango had pocket money, he’d send me flowers, but he’d probably send them to Bess first. X hugs and licks instead.
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Ah chance, Arlene, that fickle fellow of fate and life’s mysterious twists and turns, I love the smell of flowers in a home, and they brighten the darkest room with their presence… and Bess is awaiting the first bunch from Tango, avidly staring at the door in fact, or maybe it’s a clue for me to take her out? 😉 … xx
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Delight full poem, just makes me wish someone would buy me flowers. So someone would get jealous.
Have a lovely week Lady P
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Glad you enjoyed it, Lady Jude, I know they say that a prickle of jealousy can stir the interest, but it can be playing with fire. But would it be worth it?…To be burnt up in the flames of a passionate embrace, oh yes..!! I think so…xx
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Again as in your last poem your words and scenarios paint a painful picture that is more real in some lives than is known ,
Ian
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I know Ian, my themes of late have been a trifle sad, looking at the fallout of actions and reactions, relationships are sometimes so tender a shoot that a simple misunderstanding can create a stunted growth… This makes for scenarios that play out as in my poem, the scene is set, which way will it go? My imagination takes hold and ….xx
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I don’t get flowers very often but when I do, I am deeply appreciative.
How are you and Bess? All well?
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Happy to report that Bess is lying here by my side, Carole, bored and sighing , waiting for her outside ramble, she’s eating well, ( sighs of relief) but her arthritis is being a pain in more ways than one. This cold weather doesn’t help, maybe that’s why she’s looking at holidays in the sun brochures? 😉 …xx
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Surfing the waves of the web I am pleasantly stranded in this beautiful blog.
I write under the pseudonym of Josè Pascal (a descendant of the great Colonel Aureliano Buendía).
I invite you to visit my italian writing blog http://parolesemplici.wordpress.com.
I define this blog “In parole Semplici” as a “virtuacultural tin” box where they are guarded thoughts, memories, images, sounds, and simple stories. ”
If you want to participate and to have more informations send me a letter to inparolesempli@gmail.com
Good life and I hope to soon
Josè Pascal
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thank you for the compliment Jose’, I will definitely call by and browse through your blog, I may not be able to understand it though, I have no talent of languages, English being my mother tongue, and I struggle with that sometimes… xx
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Dear Penpusherpen,
many thanks for your reply.
These days I translated my blog in English.
I invite you to collaborate a intercultural blog (in english and italian language) where the people of the world can put thoughts, images, sounds and simple stories.
I hope you will partecipate.
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Hi Pen! 🙂
Yes, the dream of riches has wandered through my mind more than once I have to admit!!! 🙂
The odds are so extreme though that there can be little hope of my winning – even the smallest amount is so rare as to be dauntingly pointless…
Glad you had a win though hun and I hope you get the big one!!!
Today I ended up dreaming of when I was helping Becky and Emily with their homework, but was disturbed by a phone call from British Gas trying to sell me their expensive services…
The girls have been a part of my life for 36 years and I miss those days desperately because I no longer have that precious time when I was needed.
Mum says I have empty nest syndrome, so I guess this is how it feels to have a grown up family…
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
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no win for me this week , Sir Prenin, just the knowledge that some of my money will go to charity, which is a softener I suppose…I just wish a higher percentage was given away by Camelot, you would have thought they have so many people believing the ‘it could be you’ catch phrase, that they could ‘share’ more of the profits with worthy causes…. take care xx
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Enjoyed this one, Pen 🙂
All the Best,
Peace
Laz
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glad you liked it Laz, Not too sure with the title, but the perfect one eluded me for some unknown reason…Usually it pops into my head and I think ‘yup. that’s it!!’ xx
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I’ve never thought about flowers this way before.
As always Pen your poems always make me stop, read and think.
Sign of a good writer I think !
Gary xox
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My thanks to you for your lovely compliment Gary, I try to look at a scenario and twist a little sideways, ‘my slant on life’ kind of thing … just to see what will come to mind…(and with my mind , you never know what’ll happen or appear on the ‘page’) xx
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Ah, this is really interesting Pen…how something so beautiful as flowers can be the cause of friction. I guess if soembody has a secret admirer though, it could cause problems within a relationship – especially if the admirer was being so thoughtful and perhaps the partner wasn’t ! 😀
Great poem! xx
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Thanks Chloe, glad you enjoyed the scenario, it was an interesting line to take, just to see which way I could take the responses to an anonymous offering, questions and perhaps a smidgen of guilt, maybe? xx
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Hi Pen, I love the poem, the social conventions and human interaction it examines so well. Beautiful flowers and hurt feelings – who would think? I also love the Dorothy Parker link – oh, for just one perfect limousine!
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Thanks Monica, it was an idea which just popped into my head, shows you what my thought process is like 😉 … glad you enjoyed the scene set, the lovely flowers and lets hope the sound of feet returning and the apologies , then the sweet making up of lovers meant to be together… xx
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Lovely Pen flowers I buy my own love the house smelling of fresh flowers. I received a bunch of yellow roses from my neice, I introduced her to a now husband. Been together now for 15 years I think. Lovely Pen thank you. Enjoy your weekend hugs to you and dear Bess.xx
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Thank you, Sheila, nothing like the aroma of flowers to brighten your day, and a lovely gift of yellow roses for the matchmaker eh? I’ve just looked up the meaning of yellow roses, friendship and joy…describes you to a ‘T’ Sheila…
Wonderful week-end wishes, to you and Wile-e, from me ‘n’ Bess..xx
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