I tend my flowers for thee

The poem

I tend my flowers for thee -- Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia's Coral Seams Rip -- while the Sower -- dreams --

Geraniums -- tint -- and spot -- Low Daisies -- dot -- My Cactus -- splits her Beard To show her throat --

Carnations -- tip their spice -- And Bees -- pick up -- A Hyacinth -- I hid -- Puts out a Ruffled Head -- And odors fall From flasks -- so small -- You marvel how they held --

Globe Roses -- break their satin glake -- Upon my Garden floor -- Yet -- thou -- not there -- I had as lief they bore No Crimson -- more --

Thy flower -- be gay -- Her Lord -- away! It ill becometh me -- I'll dwell in Calyx -- Gray -- How modestly -- alway -- Thy Daisy -- Draped for thee!