Magnolia Skies



When I first met you,, the sky bloomed with magenta,
Clouds of magnolias, and ambrosia
You spoke with sweet whispers, the words blooming across my chest.
I giggled, brushing across the cherry blossoms.
Fingers tasting the sweet softness of the petals.
  
You taught me how to grow bouquets of dragon's breath and lilies.
A pure white that would soon become a color of my own.
You smiled and bursted into lavender when I spoke my first daisy
You were so proud.

 Yet when I grew a field of blue lupine and laughed in Forget-Me-Nots.
Drowning in my new found color, confident,
Growing towers of harvest bells,
Your alliums fluttered in irritation.
You had fell in love with the blank canvases of my white roses,
Blinded with jealousy that I was covered with periwinkles
instead of your camelias.
 
I could no longer be controlled by your sweet poppies.
I was in love with my color blue instead of your fuschia pink.
Looking to the sky it was no longer the optimistic color I had once saw
but a sick, nauseating brightness that confused me,.
You were a mentor, taught me the rules and were set in your ways.
Seized my Pthalo, and poisoned my cerulean.
Forced rouge into my mouth while I cried indigo.

I spat out violet wisterias.
I coughed up salvias, catmint, and geraniums but it was never the peonies you kissed.
I yearned to see the cherry blossom smile of yours but in return I only saw foxglove snarls.
So I stopped my flowers,
made ferns and bushes,
only blossoming when  the sky turned black.

You scared me out of spring,
you grew angry without my flowers to show off.
You started screaming dandelions, infecting your peonies with weeds.
With thorns you cut my vines.

I reached for you, I begged for your tulips, but all I did was fall.
Until all I could see was the darkness where i awaited the cracking concrete where you found me…


   I was on a bed of cotton, staring into a sky of Aegean.
A sapphire tear fell down my cheek, staining the white beneath me.
I  yearned for you even when you deemed me the problem.
Where you scolded my existence, and slapped me to raspberries when all I wanted to be was blue
you will never be able to change who you are.
You will always cut my vines and step on my hydrangeas.
 You let me fall and I was set free to my own sky and fields to color with whatever I wanted.

 I stared ahead and watched as a Marigold grew in my dark prussian sky.
 I will grow flowers of all colors,
 I will not show my thorns to the curious,
and I will grow more than you ever could,
 when you see jellyfish in the sky, and butterflies in your caves..
Know who it is, and what you lost because I will not let you cut me again.

About this poem

It’s a poem about changing yourself in attempts to meet the standards of a person who is never happy.

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Written on January 25, 2023

Submitted by kirplukkaleigh on March 04, 2023

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Scheme AAXBX CDEX XXXFXBB CXXEXDX BXXGXX XXXX XE FEXXXBX XGXXXX
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 2,667
Words 545
Stanzas 9
Stanza Lengths 5, 4, 7, 7, 6, 4, 2, 7, 6

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