November Bloom

November Bloom

Nov. 03, 2007 at 04:54pm



Here ... for you he laughed
I couldn't contain myself
I laughed too
He handed me a weed from Central Park's garden
The only bloom that November could reveal
I carried it with me all day
Until I couldn't anymore
So at dinner
I placed it inside my purse
The warmth of the enclosed pocket
Warmed it's stems
And opened the tiny bulbs that contained five billion seeds with wings
Now erupted in my purse among my contents
I giggled trying to ignore the sad display
The next day
I tried to carefully remove it, losing half of it's beauty
Keep it with you always he joked
But even still
Even in jest
I didn't have the heart to cast it away

I took it home
I stared at it today
Wondering how I could ever scrap such a gift
As simple as it was
The only available November bloom that day
I can't remember the last time someone did such a lovely thing

I walked across my kitchen from my bedroom
To the bathroom where my shelves are
Dropping seeds with wings from there to here
Laughing as I thought of his smile when he gave it to me
Among the pretty soaps, starfishes and fotos on the shelf
Matching the Victorian theme
I placed the tired bloom
Safe and high on a pedestal
Where I can cherish it always
So long as its bloom allows



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