Peonies Bring Memories

Written for:  Poets and Storytellers United – Weekly Scribblings #5:
A Mouthful of Flowers  (posted by Sanaa)

“Hello everyone and welcome to another round of Weekly Scribblings! Flowers have continued to inspire poets, writers and artists for generations. From what I gather, one of the many reasons could be that the language of flowers is metaphorical. For example, the children were roses grown in concrete gardens, beautiful and forlorn.

Your challenge today is to write while inspired by flowers. Feel free to associate them with memories, to romanticize, to go dark or sombre, to press them neatly between pages.”

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Cannot think of anyone
but my cousin when
I see pink peonies,
secrets tightly curled
in a fist. I’d send
a bouquet each year
on her birthday. Once,
while staying with her,
I had the pleasure
of purchasing peonies
and watching them bloom
in a glass vase. Day by day,
another secret slipped
out, a petal unfurled. Soon, 
all secrets were exposed
as the peonies expanded
to balls of pink,
like cherry blossoms.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to Peonies Bring Memories

  1. Oh, that’s delightful! And did I pick up that the cousins, like the flowers, were gradually confiding all their secrets? Reminded me of myself and a cousin I grew up with. 🙂


  2. Rall says:

    The unfurling of pink peonies….lovely !


  3. sanaarizvi says:

    This is utterly gorgeous, Sara! 💝 I love, love the association of unfurling secrets with each petal of the peonies 😀 thank you so much for adding your voice to the prompt.


  4. I love peonies too! I don’t have quite enough space or light around my particular townhouse but I always stop to admire the neighbors’ blooms across the street.


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