Purple Death on White Silk

I am drawn to the painting

Like the cows that are drawn

To the double purple flower

Of the deadly Jimsom Weed


Drawn onto the painted silk

Are the cunning lethal curves of the stem

The calyx, long and tubular, swollen at the bottom

Surmounted by five sharp teeth


The artist plays her brush like the pied piper

Vines rise up to come-hither petals

Drawing me closer to the flowing scarf

Lured in like the bovine crowd


Helen Ohlson, a retired teacher, is an award winning writer who lives in Arden, Delaware. She is currently enrolled in a Botanical Illustration course with a group of talented artists at Longwood Gardens, where she found inspiration for her poem.