It's Poetry Friday, and though I am cutting back on posting poems, today, in honor of one of the first tulips I've come across in three seasons, I am posting an acrostic to a tulip.
I wish tulips were longer-lasting and had more flowers per plant, but then I guess they'd be a rose...and a rose by any other name - well, obviously would be just as sweet. But a tulip by any other name - actually a tulip by any other name would still not smell that sweet. Because no matter what you call it, it is still what it is...not the most fragrant posy on the block. And when a tulip is done being a tulip, it is really quite ugly. It is however, quite lovely for a while.
So, that said, here's an acrostic to a tulip that is being pretty for the time being, even if it doesn't smell much like anything but wet dirt.
Two green leaves
Living goblet of
I'm so sorry. I thought I was going to stop after onelip, but I've decided to continue my tulip brigade. It has now become a threelips post. These last two are not quite a "flowery" as the first. I have some dead tulips on my porch that were from Easter. They were very inspirational.
Time to pop
Up and spring to
Inside of a week our
Petals will wither and
Slip to the ground.
And now a rhymy acrostic...
The fragrance of a tulip is
Lily or rose;
Instead it's more the odor of
Parchment paper or
So instead of tulips... I had "threelips"!
Happy Poetry Friday! It's springing up at Michelle H. Barnes place!