Calla lilies, Orchids, Peonies,
Crystal encrusted napkin rings
Pensive Italian haunting grannies
commenting on forgotten things
like the vacant space reserved
for the father of an absent bride
weeping mothers with curved
brows, encroaching on caged pride.
But lovers bare their chest
in spite of the weary eyes
protecting their sable nest
in light of our present guise
Calla lilies, Orchids, Peonies
pensive Italian haunting grannies.
So this poem was based on a photograph...an interpretation of that photograph...I'll try an upload the actual photo...but i think it would be best to see it first without. as not to bias the perspective.
Appreciate the feedback...if any