She lay quietly, keeping as still as possible under the tulips. So many colours mixed together above her but one tulip stood out. One solitary, pure black tulip lay just ahead of her, a dark omen. She snuggled closer to the stem of a red one and hoped its leaves shielded her from view as the immense shadow of the sky creature passed over her. Fear bubbled up inside her and she gave an involuntary shiver. Had sky creature seen that? The shadow moved on. She remained hidden and frozen until it had disappeared, then still more for a long time after that. Finally feeling safe, Caterpillar Kate cautiously continued her journey.
It was raining when I first went to the Tulip Festival. I remember seeing performers taking off their wooden shoes in the parking lot and a man carving wooden shoes for me and bringing home wooden tulips. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I was able to climb the windmill and look at the fields of tulips.
it’s tulip
season
and i wonder
why it brings
such joy.
it must remind
me of a time
my mother
was truly
happy.
how i wish
a bouquet
would melt
away the sadness
winter hailed
onto her soul.
how i wish
the ones i drew
when i was four
would’ve kept her
afloat.
i promise
i’d plant
a garden
if that meant
i’d get to
keep her
for a while more.
The tulips in Genevieve’s garden were fragrant and tinged with blood. She burst into tears when she first discovered what had happened to them — not only was there a killer at large, but her precious flowers had been ruined! Oh, what was a woman to do?
The tulip garden surrounded the yard, with reds on the outside, yellows in the middle and whites in the innermost circle. She liked the flowers and the colors but wished that the gardener had planted them a bit more naturally, meaning randomly.
She lay quietly, keeping as still as possible under the tulips. So many colours mixed together above her but one tulip stood out. One solitary, pure black tulip lay just ahead of her, a dark omen. She snuggled closer to the stem of a red one and hoped its leaves shielded her from view as the immense shadow of the sky creature passed over her. Fear bubbled up inside her and she gave an involuntary shiver. Had sky creature seen that? The shadow moved on. She remained hidden and frozen until it had disappeared, then still more for a long time after that. Finally feeling safe, Caterpillar Kate cautiously continued her journey.
It was raining when I first went to the Tulip Festival. I remember seeing performers taking off their wooden shoes in the parking lot and a man carving wooden shoes for me and bringing home wooden tulips. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I was able to climb the windmill and look at the fields of tulips.
it’s tulip
season
and i wonder
why it brings
such joy.
it must remind
me of a time
my mother
was truly
happy.
how i wish
a bouquet
would melt
away the sadness
winter hailed
onto her soul.
how i wish
the ones i drew
when i was four
would’ve kept her
afloat.
i promise
i’d plant
a garden
if that meant
i’d get to
keep her
for a while more.
I don’t know anything about tulips but they are pretty and the array of different colours that they grow in are amazing. That’s all on tulips.
The tulips in Genevieve’s garden were fragrant and tinged with blood. She burst into tears when she first discovered what had happened to them — not only was there a killer at large, but her precious flowers had been ruined! Oh, what was a woman to do?
The tulip garden surrounded the yard, with reds on the outside, yellows in the middle and whites in the innermost circle. She liked the flowers and the colors but wished that the gardener had planted them a bit more naturally, meaning randomly.