Pretty liars

Simple words on a false dawn

I asked the swaying daffodils
by whom they had been sent
I asked if spring their courier
they nodded in assent.

I asked the Apple blossom same
then snowdrops, bluebells too
they all said spring their courier
and that winter now was through.

So I took them at their floral word
believing all they said be true
but woke to find a world of white
"Oh what pretty liars you"

Author's Note

We have had a week of glorious sunshine then snowfall yesterday!

Reviews

[Vol]

Gee,
Sometimes I wonder if all beauty comes with thorns? I remember Barbara's smile like a silver moon as she came to me at the alter, we were inside the sun, but her moon set and she was gone... 42 years later, I'm still bleeding. Oh, what a pretty liar she was. Ha, imagine Caesar surrounded by his assassins, pretty liars, people he knew, some he loved... is that any different from how we search for love, or happiness? Surrounded by choices, none of them trustworthy until they are gone, I am gone, you are gone... The thing is, that is how it always works, so you'd think we'd quit feeling so bad when it does.
Vol

[Lorry]

You can never trust that winter is finally over until your lying on a beach in another country Gee. I woke up to snow yesterday and today it looks like the Bahamas.
Mind you, it doesn't buddy well feel like the Bahamas!
Hope your family festivities went well and you get a calmer year ahead.

[Lisasview]

Hi Gee,
Searching through your poems to see if perhaps there might be one I have not read...but it appears I have read them all...
So...just a quick hello...
Lisa, still in Spain..dealing with a broken clavicle..

[Gee]

Hi Lisa, thank you. Apologies for the late reply. I hope your clavicle is now mended.

[TitaniumStar]

Haha. I love the playfulness of this poem. Nice job! I can really relate to it this time of year. We'll get patches of grass and walkable sidewalks, then bam. Another 12'-18' of snow. *smile cry face* One day the flowers won't lie to me.

[Gee]

Thank you kindly

[Scott Andrews]

That's lovely. I think we are having our third attempt at spring. The courier has delivered some magnificent snowdrops, and daffodils are starting to appear, and yet somehow things are beginning to freeze again.

I love the warmth of the poem as you chat to these flowers in a way which is so incredibly familial. However, I do believe that you are being harsh in your judgement, as weather forecasters are rarely correct in my experience ;D

[Gee]

Belated thanks Scott

[Seriana]

Ah! Love this. What a sweet little rhyme, and reminder how tricky mother nature can be! Such pretty imagery with the "floral word". Love that phrase!

[Gee]

Thank you. Apologies for the late reply my kindle stopped working and the replacement one has only just arrived:)

[DIVYA]

The weather is so whimsical nowadays.
Perhaps, the sweet things are as surprised as you.
There is so much to love about this poem.
It all works together to make it a most engaging read.

[Gee]

Thanks Divya

[DIVYA]

Most welcome Gee. :)

[Zoe Richardson]

This is so very clever! Here in Alabama we have cold snaps followed by spells of balmy weather. Thus passes winter, and often things bloom when it is far too early. But flowers are only polite fibbers. That dang groundhog could give a politician lessons!

[Gee]

We could do with perma frosting the majority of politicians.
Glad you enjoyed these simple wee verses, it was fun to write

[cahen thrips]

Not being qualified to write a review, I'd nevertheless like to hit an "especially like" button. but I can't find one. So here's a thumbs-up.

[Gee]

You are as qualified as the rest of the motley crew on here:)
Thank you for taking the time to read and leave a few words, it is appreciated

[Mk.t.g]

Wonderfully composed, Gee! The sense of emotion and the background behind it is excellent! Thanks for sharing!
Mk.t.g

[Gee]

A belated thank you :)
Hope you are enjoying this festive period

[Mk.t.g]

You're Welcome, Gee!