Once upon a time a brilliant crimson zinnia bloomed at Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.

After last night’s tryst,
one uncrushed flower still lies
in the zinnia bed.

Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Weekly Scribblings #57 at Poets and Storytellers United

Posted on February 17, 2021, in 5-7-5, haiku, Poets & Storytellers United and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. Oh and a lovely one at that
    Happy Wednesday


  2. Oh, that made me smile, thinking of how the others became crushed. Lovely that one remained.

  3. Beverly Crawford

    Ah, zinnias are so resilient!! One lives to tell the tale …….

  4. I wonder who the garden belongs to? I only ask because I can’t imagine the gardener crushing his or her own zinnias, even for passion! “Not in the zinnias! I grew those from seed!”

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      Outsiders snuck into the garden and had their fling!

      On Wed, Feb 17, 2021 at 9:58 AM Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:


  5. Ooh, if that surviving zinnia could talk…

  6. perfectly painted picture!

  7. If there are rabbits around that Zinnia won’t last long.
    Nice personification write, MMT.

  8. Margaret Schaff Bednar

    !! LOVE this! Very cleverly written – lets our imagination run wild.

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