Wednesday, September 26, 2012

IGWRT's - Ella's Edge "A Tulip's Season"



A Tulip's Season

Springtime's belles
gaily promenade their colors
beside Monticello's
southwest winding walk.

A few bend low,
flirtatiously expose
abundant decolletege,
whilst others preen
slender and tall,
corset-shaped allure enough.

With cherry hued cheeks,
some perform the St. James Bow;
others eagerly display
soft yellow taffeta gowns.

Divine debutantes all,
graciously receive guests
with a "How do you do",
praying not to be deflowered
without a crystal vase
to rest their stems.

Margaret Bednar,  4.6.12




This is for Imaginary Garden With Real Toad's - Ella's Edge.  The challenge is to keep Coco Chanel's following quote in mind when writing a poem "Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only.  Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening."  I am linking a poem I wrote earlier this year, so I know some of you may have already read it.

Thomas Jefferson loved to be outside and surround himself with nature.  He felt the flower beds would limit the variety and number of flowers he might wish to have, so he came up with the idea of an informal "winding walk" with a narrow border (or ribbon beds) of flowers on each side.

Starting in 1808, by 1812 it had become quite a project with ten foot sections, each compartment numbered and planted with different species of flower.   Jefferson did not concern himself with being fashionable and loved the idea of his flower beds being balanced with "the workhouse of nature".

I really enjoyed the naturalness myself, and I love the thought that perennial bulbs continue to flourish 115 years after Jefferson's death.



10 comments:

Melissa Bickel said...

Such coy little beauties aren't they! It must be Spring somewhere. I enjoyed the whole stroll through your wonderful poem. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Susie Clevenger said...

What beautiful photos and poem...I love the ending....praying not to be deflowered without a crystal vase
to rest their stems.

Green Speck said...

Beautiful pictures :-)

Daydreamertoo said...

Really beautiful poem. The tulips are so lovely but you words give them a sensual, soft, vibrantly alive feel. Likening their deflowering to be made special in a crystal glass is lovely too.

Mama Zen said...

Gorgeous shots and a brilliant job with the prompt!

aprille said...

What a pretty place. And yes, an informal walk in the garden is the best kind of horticultural fashion. Pity ours isn't as long as his :-)
I was so glad when they threw out the debutants' ball. Apparentlybecause Princess margaret called them all scrubbers :-)

my heart's love songs said...

my brother in Iowa plants hundreds of tulip and daffodil bulbs in his front yard. two of my favorite flowers!

a lovely poem and photographs, Margaret!

sreeja harikrishnan said...

really gorgeous snaps and the poem is very beautiful........

Myrna R. said...

I love this post. It's one of the few I've ever read that pays tribute to our mystical friends - flowers. The photos are great and thanks for the note on Thomas Jefferson. I learned something.

Ella said...

I loved what u wrote n shared
How glorious to not stay with trends and venture out
This is a gorgeous pairing
I love what you wrote
: )
I love how you embraced fashion