10 May 2014

Futility


Tired of talking,
she closed her lips so tightly
nearby tulips groaned.

We live to open!
they exclaimed, let us delight
you!  But she was gone.








Copyright © 2014  S.L.Chast



21 comments:

Mary said...

Whew, this makes me think, Susan.. Open or closed. I still, to be honest, don't know.

Gabriella said...

Sometimes we do not know that others need out voices.

Nataša Dolenc said...

so lovely! very meaningful as well.

howanxious said...

Oh! Nice. Brief and impacting.
-HA

Sumana Roy said...

I wonder whom to sympathize with...the girl or the tulips....nice lines Susan :)

jo-hanna said...

Your tulips open?
You must be doing something right. To me tulips are the perfect embodiment of your tightly closed lips creature. Nasty things, tulips. Fat, stiff, greasy, artificial. Noting to do with real flowers. :-)

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Sometimes the moment (to savour) passes to soon as we become indifferent/close ourselves to each others needs.
Thank you for Joan Baez - my first time of listening to this particular song.
Anna :o]

Björn Rudberg said...

I love the thought of having a conversation with tulips...

Claudia said...

yes - we live to open - even though it can be tough at times... nice bit of wisdom here we can learn from the tulips..

Vandana Sharma said...

Sometimes I guess silence is better than words.................

a good atheist said...

love it. and tulips are my favourite flowers :)

Heaven said...

I like what the tulips have to say ~ When she is ready, perhaps she can listen to what they have to say ~

Happy Sunday Susan ~

Poet Laundry said...

Maybe she will rest and return to speak again!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE this poem and the groaning tulips!!!!!

R.K. Garon said...

Wonderful piece!
ZQ

Tatius said...

To stop long enough to listen not just to hear. Nice Susan,

Laurie Kolp said...

I love your profound brevity here, Susan!

Brian Miller said...

ouch...a bit sad she feels closing up is the only way...i like the contrast with the tulips susan...

rallentanda said...

Interesting poem, emitting a sense of frustration .

Jinksy said...

Thank you for that musical conversation piece! LOL

Moonie said...

The flowers are more transparent than we are. Powerful words for thought. Thanks Susan hope it's a great week.