Lost Lavender

Forgive me, my creator
but I feel you are a traitor,
for painting me with friendly color
and gifting me with healing odor,
but letting me be a protector
of a poisonous aggressor.

In this human court
judging me physically,
my defense is my fragrant grace,
and my pale petals’ serenity,
yet the prosecution argues
I am a symbol of distrust only—
my soft stalks cloaked in fallacy
is the home of fangs so deadly.

In between this irony,
who am I really?
I guess you have to tell me,
your humans are too divided,
I can’t trust them, I’m sorry.

05.02.2018
©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo via Unsplash

Inspiration is the Lavender
Lavender
Serenity, Grace, Calmness,Distrust*
*Primary sentiment for “lavender” is based in the superstition that poisonous asps live under
lavender plants; therefore, “distrust” lavender plants. This is probably the most extreme example of a flower sentiment that is not really associated the actual flower blossom.
In response to dVerse The Language of Flowers

15 thoughts on “Lost Lavender”

  1. Oh, you humanize the subject and invoke these questions, so significant in our lives. A collective disdain shouldn’t levy the responsibility of the same on the object of disdain. Well-penned,
    -HA

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  2. The end is interesting, how people cannot be trusted, just as she is judged. How Lavanders sweetness perhaps covers misdeeds, that His grace is the only protection. But, it’s confusing for the speaker, humans who hide behind good, only to be bad inside. Another fascinating piece 💕

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