What say to "When My Name Was Victoria" poem?

Question

Put a woods' violet gently

In my hair...

Outside, on the veranda

Where we sat

For hours...

Gazing at each other.

Remember to tell me to

Plant more climbing

Roses...

Around the front porch,

To attract delicate

Hummingbirds...

So swiftly away

Again.

Don't forget to tell me

Of the ivy and ferns...

Everything in

The parlor, and

Kitchen.

Portraits...

Everything I have done

Before...

Before the dream

Ended.

Answer 1

Amazing imagery here. This was beautiful, thank you for sharing it!

Answer 2

Dreamy portrait of the Victorian era, very nice.

Answer 3

It fills me with sadness I'm not sure what the reader is supposed to see but I see Victoria as just being broken the news she has alzheimer's and shes petrified of loosing out on these things so shes listing now what she wants to take with her when she's forgotten just who Victoria is.

Answer 4

Brilliantly lovely.

You and TD are putting out some good ones this Morn, Thank you.

Answer 5

Nicely done loved your dream!  Is this going to be a series of poems from you, oh goody when can we all expect the next one!  Also love hummingbirds have lots in my yard! Amongst the roses and the ferns, try some mexican heather they also love it!

Cheers!

Answer 6

Life happens, the past is history, the moment is all we have now. When one dream ends, we create another. The poem is powerful and filled with imagery. The device of conversation with an invisible listener brings the past into the present tense.

Answer 7

Very pretty

Answer 8

A nice dream.  An ancestor visiting, reminding, telling the dreamer?  The word portraits led me there.  Liked the continuation of the maintaining of the porch, etc.  

Answer 9

Nicely Done ,,,How did I miss this one this morning??

I get that fresh scent from the garden ,,,or was just a dream??,,,Like I said ,,,Nicely Done

Answer 10

Just as the hummingbird hovers a spell,

the visitors call back to see all is well?

Nice work Elysabeth.

Answer 11

Elyslund,

No one throws down the 'poet gauntlet' any better than you on this poet, but one detail makes me scratch my head. Roses will never attract hummingbirds! Only beel-shaped plants like impatiens and petunias draw their beaks in for pollenation. Is the subject going blind or nearing death? That's what I love about your work. It allows the reader to make up their own situations wtihin the storyline and THAT'S what makes you the best baker on our little island of poems. Thank you sharing your heart and mind and I love you every minute for it...

Answer 12

You take me to the veranda, the scene, and scents are comforting.

Kudos