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By pandora
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26 January 2007 |
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THE PERFECT GARDEN
In her garden she had four buried right next to each other.
Her infatuation of summer
Her lover of winter
Her affair of spring
Her lust of fall
She planted her seeds and watched them grow. Carnations, sunflowers, lilies, and tulips in perfect form. She sat in her garden every morning smelling the sweet aroma of her creation. Hot coffee in one hand, cigarette in the other, a smile that would melt the devil. The harvest would soon be upon her and four more she would acquire.
The neighbours always asked what her secret was to her perfect garden, and she replied "it is a labour of love."
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Written by Fledermaus (3448 comments posted) 26th January 2007 | I hope it's metaphorical!  Nice ambiguety. She could be an innocent, sad lady who loves gardening, but she could also be something much, much darker. |
Written by Phil (6838 comments posted) 28th January 2007 | I enjoyed this very much. For me there's not a great deal of ambiguity. Half prose, half verse - interesting.
Phil. |
Written by johniebg (553 comments posted) 30th January 2007 | Very good. Loved the line 'a smile that would melt the devil'
The first sentence of the para thats starts 'She planted ...' ends to early for my mind, you could replace the first full stop with a colon so it reads more like the brain is expecting from the words your using:
'She planted her seeds and watched them grow: carnations, sunflowers, lilies, and tulips in perfect form.
Keep tapping. | Dung.
Written by Marybarry (237 comments posted) 31st January 2007 | Well it is a known fact that the best flowers grow in graveyards.
No, I will not introduce you to my brother.
Great stuff, congratulations. marybarry |
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