Upon the purple petals, soft
set a lonely dew drop,
in the morn of the day
sunrise crests
in miraculous flames,
over mountains
delicately swaying, dawned,
so beautiful
amongst the wheat's flow,
her sound of silent joy, seen
to eyes in love with life,
sweet violet gathered in hands
give the smile sent in peace.
Author notes
sweet violet
A contest entry
- Contest: Yankee Candle Titles by Mairi bheag.
900 points, ended November 9, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Gentle... a feeling of tenderness in this one.


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very nice
I really like this and it is very poetic! The Shaker


