Daffodils

semi-dark poem

I'm picking you some flowers,

I hope that you don't mind;

the occasion for these daffodils

continually on my mind.

 

You said that you loved me,

but now that is not so.

It seems to me it's time

for you to finally go.

 

Some would think me crazy,

but I don't really care.

You made me a promise,

then broke it fair and square.

 

So now I'm picking daffodils

for your funeral later on.

You know you broke our promise,

your consequence: dead and gone.

Author's Note

This is an idea I came up with from the photo up top. Takes heartbroken ex-girlfriend to the next level, kind of "stalker-esque". Tell me what you think.

Reviews

[BorealPoet]

Deadly. The last line is dark but well written. Great job!

[Coyote Poetry]

"You know you broke our promise,
your consequence: dead and gone."
Some woman could lead to a bad ending. I like the gentle start leading to the surprise ending. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Tai Ryens]

Hmm . . . I'm not quite sure whether I adore the concept much; but it is a unique one that I have not seen much of before. Nonetheless, despite my dispute whether I admire the concept; you've done a fine job expressing yourself.