Wake me up when the September moon rises. Kiss my brows with dew and my lips with the fragrance of lilies and, like a young butterfly testing its wings, My eyes will flutter seeing its first light In you, glowing with Autumn’s crimson blush And my heart will quicken at the first stirring of love SingingContinue reading “WAITING”
Show me your love not with a crown of roses or a bowl of carnations which soon become food for worms once their fragrance dies. Neither give me promises of galaxies and garnets and diamonds. I am no queen and have no use for such treasures that I would have to check in at death’sContinue reading “THE PROOF I WANT”
Her fragrance was one I could only dream of when I was young. Though the smell of Ylang-ylang and Rosal, more popularly known as Gardenia, infused the air around me, still I longed for the scent of a rose. Yes, roses grew in our area, but they did not have that rose smell that IContinue reading “THE SCENT OF A ROSE”
Planted by the wind watered by rain a seed grows in the garden A rose, by the looks of it Will it be an English rose or something wild that suffocates all other shrubs for now I will let it grow until it flowers ~~~~ One of the pleasures of preparing the spring garden isContinue reading “SEEDLING”
This garden of roses is my garden of sorrows thorns push against my skin drawing blood in scarlet patterns. I wish I could remember the sweet fragrance, the velvet charm of the flowers, but pain overwhelms. I look to the heavens for deliverance. What will I be when my prayers are answered with silence? ThisContinue reading “THE GARDEN”
Let the moon hide day in its light and keep at bay the dark of night to her bosom my wings take flight Weighed by my plight. Weighed by my plight. My old wounds bleed, please stem the tide of bitterness welling inside. The maw of darkness opens wide In you I hide. InContinue reading “REFUGE”
Your petals fall by a slow dance like graceful swans They glide on air light as feather tumbling over, getting closer to forever. Softly they land on hallowed ground giving summer its one last kiss. In the abyss of their absence burns remembrance. ~~~~ Frank Hubeny challenges DVerse Poets’ Pub habitues to write a MinuteContinue reading “TO A FLOWER, GOING”
“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 LordContinue reading “A ROSE BY THE LIVING WATERS”
Under the blistering sun standing tall and proud you emitted your fragrance Kissed by the cooling breeze your petals blushed red, deep and intense It may be hard to believe yet it seems – adversity brings out your brilliance. For: Dverse Poets’ Pub: Razzle Dazzle Me
Roses are beautiful on their own I never thought they could even be more so until raindrops gave them a crown Daily Post: Elegant
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