Outblushing Shocked Violets Poem by Michael Burch

Outblushing shocked violets
by Michael R. Burch

Once, only once,
when the wind flicked your skirt
to an indiscreet height

and you laughed,
abruptly demure,
outblushing shocked violets:

suddenly,
I knew:
everything had changed.

Later, as you braided your hair
into long bluish plaits
the shadows empurpled,

the dragonflies'
last darting feints
dissolving mid-air,

we watched the sun's long glide
into evening,
knowing and unknowing.

O, how the illusions of love
await us in the commonplace
and rare

then haunt our small remainder of hours.

Published by Romantics Quarterly, Muse Apprentice Guild, Victorian Violet Press, Boston Poetry Magazine and Poetry on Demand. This is a poem about first love and that moment when we go beyond attraction to passion, sexual desire and lust. Blushes may ensue! Keywords/Tags: Violets, flowers, wind, skirt, dress, blush, blues, hair, shadows, sunset, evening, love, illusions, time, commonplace, rare