Surprise Me (An Ode to Valentine's Day Paradoxes - Everywhere)

He flashed, 
an undecided smile – 

as he walked off:  nonchalant . . . 

though, the man has, not a clue  

– about the color – of the flowers . . . 

of the flowers, that I want.

Think back, my dear, 
(a long way back – back to that magic day)

and you may: 

remember, yellow
ROSES – IN YOUR LOVELY BRIDE'S BOUQUET

AND 
perhaps, you recall 

DAISIES – NODDING, IN YOUR BOUTONNIERE

AND 

yellow swags like icing on

THE HILLTOP BELVEDERE.

AND THEN 

the yellow
GINGHAM NURSERY –

cast your mind back (way back when)

AND  

the lemon yellow 
CROCKERY

that cheered our humdrum white kitchen.

TO SAY 
nothing of 
THE MARIGOLDS

I planted by the fence.

OR
the polka dotted 
TABLECLOTH  

beside 
THE YELLOW BACKYARD BENCH.

YELLOW  

– A LOT OF YELLOW –

and frankly, I must say . . .  

SURELY . . . 
you did not forget, 

that
YELLOW NEGLIGEE ! ! ! 

BUT, HEY . . .  

it’s just a color, 

and so (REALLY) pardon me. 

I realize it’s only been . . . 

a mere
HALF CENTURY ! ! !

Almost fifty years of 
YELLOW ! ! !

(I know, a man has GOT TO think)

After fifty years of YELLOW . . .

she'd probably like PINK ! ! !

 

notes:  Happy Valentine’s Day!  (And good luck to getting it right.  Smiles.) 

paradox:  a statement or proposition that, despite sound (or apparently sound) reasoning, leads to a conclusion that is senseless or unacceptable.

photos:  Flower Shop in Yaletown and A Million Shades of Pink – W. Bourke 
  
© 2014 Wendy Bourke