The Darling Buds – Lily

we smuggled tiger lilies

when we moved

confidently planting our

flags of vibrant triumph

in new fertile soil


less triumphant

we bought the next ones

local – adapted to the climate

of somewhere that was not

our garden

friends got involved – determined

by honor to share a hundred years

of survival and vibrancy that made

excellent mulch

it was our honor to announce

that really

we only liked day

lilies anyways

Lily – Honor

Every May (and sometimes into June), I do a series of poems based on Victorian flower meanings. Welcome to the Darling Buds.

For more honor (and even more Honor), my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.