Mighty Life List
Apr 10 2012

Tokens

Yesterday I picked a dandelion
For your buttonhole.
I chose it for its primary color
And because it is a humble, hardy weed.
But you had no buttonhole
So you carried it for an hour
Sniffing it now and then
(Its scent is yellow)
Until we had to go home
And you found a hospitable bush
To place it on.

Today I snapped a spring of lilac
For your buttonhole.
I chose it for its delicate tint
And because of its exquisite grace.
But you had no buttonhole
So you carried it for an hour
Sniffing it now and then
(Its perfume is intoxicating)
Until we had to go home
And since it had wilted
You dropped it on the ground.

Tomorrow I will give you
A bright green inedible fruit
And see what you do with it.

Deborah Pease

8 Responses to “Tokens”

  • Kate Says:

    Okay, I am the worst. This is such a lovely poem but I read “buttonhole” as “butthole” until about halfway through, so it took me a little bit to realize it wasn’t a joke!

  • Judi Says:

    I will attempt to place the hedge-apple in my buttonhole, because I will be sure to wear a jacket with one tomorrow.
    This poem is very sweet.

  • Sarah Says:

    Do you ever write poetry Maggie? I bet you’d be great at it.

  • Krissy Says:

    Ohhh I also wanted to comment because I thought it said butthole at first and giggled. Nice work.

  • Shevon Says:

    This made me smile.

  • Colleen Says:

    I’m still not quite sure what to take from this, but it’s given me much to think about. Thank you.

  • Amy Says:

    I’ve never felt much appreciation for poetry, so I often skip over when people post poems on their blogs. For some reason I read this one, and I’m glad I did. It made me smile. :)

  • Sara Says:

    Well, this is lovely! It goes so well with my sunny, Spring day in Portland.