Sunday, March 5, 2017

Peony Town

Peony peony
peony blue
blue as a girl left
by someone untrue

untrue to his whispers
whispers do get around
about girls who bloom fast
in a peony town

For Poetry Pantry at Poets United

13 comments:

brudberg said...

Someone untrue... too much whisper in peony towns

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh I know those small towns and their whispers about the girls who bloom fast. Wonderfully written, Kelli.

indybev said...

Well, that cad and his untrue whispers! No doubt there's one little peony in peony town who's a bit smarter now. Great read!

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Sounds like my small town. What a hot mess!

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

That small town meanness --you really caught it artfully!

Mary said...

I am sure there is a lot of gossip in a peony town!

Magaly Guerrero said...

And that sort of whispering--unavoidable in small towns--tend to blue everything.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Lovely nursery-rhyme rhythm, adding a touch of irony to the subject matter.

Sioux said...

The rhythm is so lulling. And the phrase about the fast-blooming girls--well-crafted, as usual. (Actually, the whole thing is expertly crafted. That was just one of my favorite lines.)

Kerry O'Connor said...

You are so good with the repetition in a small space. I love the rhythm and imagery of the whole. It is delightful.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

I love this!! You have captured that small town meanness so artfully!!

Susan said...

Clever. True. With an appropriate mockery of all involved!

Fireblossom said...

Coal wants to record this.