MAGNOLIA


My beauty lasts but a short time
and all I have, to you I give -
     My velvet blooms, capture in rhyme
     My beauty lasts but a short time
Before rains make my death knells chime
     I hope I lived my cause to live
My beauty lasts but a short time
and all I have, to you I give.


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For dVerse's POetics:  From Nature's Point of View

A ROSE BY THE LIVING WATERS

"By a voice he saith: Hear me, ye divine offspring, and bud forth as the rose planted by the brooks of waters. [18] Give ye a sweet odour as frankincense. [19] Send forth flowers, as the lily, and yield a smell, and bring forth leaves in grace, and praise with canticles, and bless the Lord in his works." (Ecclesiaticus, a.k.a. Sirach, 39:17-18)
  

I am a rose by the living waters
My roots reach deep into the river’s bed
My thorny arms reach out to the heavens

Angelic choirs descend from the heavens
their arms full of graces poured like waters
upon the earth. I quicken in my bed

Glorious is the sunrise warming my bed
Blessed are the rains sent by the heavens
This humble flower, my own Lord waters

Pure waters  cleanse my bed to yield roses for the heavens.

BRIDAL BOUQUET

boquet-small

You covered my hands with beauty
you lifted the hopes of my soul
while we walked down the altar
to pledge myself to my love's call

How nervous our steps were  but
you covered my hands with beauty
concealed the trembling of my bones
that a radiant smile eyes would see

You witnessed new life being built
by two hearts vowing to be one
You covered my hands with beauty 
and thus enhanced their offering

You are now but gossamer skin
in the folds of my gown. To me 
No flower could be more precious-
You covered my hands with beauty.

DVERSE POETS’ Poetics Prompt: One Memento

P.S. ¬†The above flowers are not the flowers referred to here. ¬†They were tulips that we picked out from a grocery store the night before our wedding. ¬†I would have loved to have roses but by then the roses have completely sold out because of Valentine’s Day.

PERFECT MATCH

wedding-rings

I was told
– everyone has a perfect match
somewhere
like a pot
with a missing lid
I just had to wait
for my match to be found
years and years I waited
still he did not come

I was told
– be the best you can be
perfect for the one you’re looking for
I did and still
he did not come

I was told
– be patient
– don’t settle
-perhaps you’re too picky

I stopped listening
I learned to be happy
as I am

Then –
when I was not looking
or hoping
he came along –
a single e-mail
turned to long conversations
to mutual discovery
to love and love
to our commitment of a lifetime.

WPC:  A GOOD  MATCH

WINTER OFFERING (A Quadrille)

daffodils

A bowl of daffodils by the window
Looking at the grey skies and falling snow
convey my prayers for a cheerful day
To frighten those sad winter ghosts away
That my heart may sing hymns and
praises
Of the wonders that each season delivers.

daffodils2

Another winter storm just blew over.  Today, we have sunny skies magnifying the whiteness of the ground.  The ground, long deprived of snow, has now plenty of it.  I guess, the rivers will be overflowing come spring time.  And that  is good.

Happy Monday to you, Friends.

DVerse Poets’ Quadrille 26 ¬†Prompt¬†– Ghost

DOWN TO BASICS

autumn-daisyWhen only  autumn daisies bloom 
and the air reeks of rotting fungi
when all the leaves there are
are  on the ground
and beauty is hard to find

when all the world is wrapped in frost
and there's no warmth to have
when all the breeze bears  is a sombre dirge


when all comfort has been  stripped away 
and nothing else remains
what are you?