Rose of Sharon
Last week, you held one debut bloom aloft,
High harbinger of this outburst, this spree
Of petals tissue-flimsy, whisper-soft
Bowing you low with multiplicity.
Pale lavender around deep Concord grape,
These flowers pregnantly proliferate;
Their color scheme now bulks and droops your shape
As each brief blossom trumpets news of weight.
They furl at night and drop off soon enough,
Then you renew them day by spendthrift day,
Each with a core white spike of lacy fluff
Adding its lusty thrust to their display
Shouldering this mad splurge of fancy dress,
You curtsy to your own effusiveness.
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Chris O’Carroll is the author of two books of poems, The Joke’s on Me and Abracadabratude. His work also appears in An Amaranthine Summer (published in memory of Kim Bridgford), Extreme Sonnets, Love Affairs at the Villa Nelle, New York City Haiku, The Great American Wise Ass Poetry Anthology, and multiple volumes of the Potcake Chapbooks series. He is a member of Actor’s Equity, and has performed widely as a stand-up comedian.
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