In the same bathtub as the tigers, are some oriental lilies, including Anastacia. Anastacia has a lovely scent, very sweet, and beautiful pink blush and freckles. But she seemed a bit over-awed by the tigers, so I brought her inside for safety.
So pretty in pink,
Anastacia cowers from
the grinning tigers,
orange against jungle green,
recurving talons readied.
This series of “...and there were lilies” poems is an epilogue to “let there be lilies (jubilate lilium)“.
2 responses to “…and there were lilies: II. Anastacia”
They actually do look like they’re hunting poor Anastacia in that picture 😱😱
😀 I think I’ll have to move her in with Lady Alice.