Fated Bouquet

One of our very first official class assignments was to write a poem based on Maya Angelou's poem, 'Caged Bird' using flowers with the theme of Freedom vs. Oppression. We were given only 30 minutes to write, the poem had to have a similar style and length. One of the lines were used to form a new stanza for the next assignment, it can be found here.

A straight stalk, solely for one;
a white, half bloom,
considered as perfect.
Tucked in a pocket snugged
beside stiff lapels of a pitch black blazer.

A rose taken, a rose given for a reason.

Slight breeze flutters through its subtle petals
as the groom scurries down the aisle;
a distinct rush of nerves felt by the stalk
as it hears a whisper,
"Is this my beginning or the end?

A posse of roses and baby breaths
chatter excitedly, enveloped by pretty lace
and wrapped in ribbons to accentuate their colours,
In the hand of a young, established lady.

A rose taken, a rose given for a reason.

Their stalks grasped by trembling manicured fingers
"It's a waste that she will be bounded from her dreams."
"But she is priced and placed on a high pedestal."
The bride hears her bouquets whisper but remains composed.

In the open air but caged by a greenhouse;
A nursery of bred, cultured chosen roses
enjoying their budding days
till they start to bloom and
someone has a celebration.

A rose taken, a rose given for a reason.

Clipped, arranged and delivered;
beautifying and gracing ceremonies
then discarded;
tossed away to decompose,
but some get immortalised in frames and potpourri
as a remembrance of legacies.

- Swit Marie
22:20H 18th July 2016
Mt. Olympus HQ

Swit Marie is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaid
who thinks in rhyme all the time
A believer in making dreams come true, s
he would love to collaborate with you
An explorer starting fresh and would only give her best
She stands in the gap and will only call it quits when it's a wrap.


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