ah ... if love were a colour
like dewdrops, t'would refract
sparkling aura of the soul,
and such tenderness attract
the loveliness of mirthfulness
rain-kiss dance upon the rose
bursting branches evergreen
where only heaven knows
love's beauty flowers, innate
no eye beholds perfection ~
for truth be told, love is blind
bedazzling heart reflection
should amaranth allusion
bequeath sunbeam cloudy skies
sanguine hope blooms in the rain
breathes beauty through closed eyes
Author notes
Thank you for the inspiration, Bob Fox...
\http://allpoetry.com/poem/4231421
Please tell me what you think
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reflections of of beautiful mind and heart..stunning poem Hugs Angel♥
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Sweetness, you are! I forgot I wrote this. Thank you.
Karen
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Lovely metaphors any rhyme in your poem, I love all of it but this verse stood out to me;
the loveliness of mirthfulness
rain-kiss dance upon the rose
bursting branches evergreen
where only heaven knows
A beautiful write
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excellent~
Sis
This is beautiful
From start to finish
It would win gold if it were in contest
Hugs
Your sis
Susan~~~
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Thank you, Susan. I appreciate the time you share with me.
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wow ... i will have start keeping up on your work ... i love the rhyme scheme ... it has a nice subtle touch .. the first and third lines of each stanza make nice soft slant rhymes and the second and fourth lines make pretty much spot on sound rhymes ... that is very very nice ... i don't write formatted rhyme schemes by choice, but i love well done rhymed poetry like this ...
the nature images are well integrated and you last stanza is a swoon of beauty
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Danni, thank you for such a sweet review. Slant rhymes, huh? I had no idea, but soft is good! The little turtles make me smile, too!
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A beautiful reflection of the poet's soul. You've created stunning imagery with these words. Soft and inviting.
Thanks for sharing.
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this was a very moving and loving poem that i have to say made me smile, i think bob fox liked it too ,i didn't see, keep it flowing
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I left the unedited version of this poem on Bob's page as a comment. He did like it very much. Thank you for sharing your smile with me and for the gentle review! A touch of heart is the best way I know to light someone's day. ~ Karen
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I (one of me) actually got a comment from Bob Fox the other day, never heard of him before that...not that I get around these parts much...I think he thought I was insane, ho hum, another day at the office.
Does love rain? I thought it was an arid desert myself.
One of the great things about poetry is that it shows us other windows. You and I are different in our approach to life...so I get to see in your window...why yes, I'm a peeping Tom, thank you for noticing! Silliness aside, it does show us how others think, and if we have any brains at all (I think I have a couple ounces worth lodged in the back of my dusty brain case) we learn from that, to expand our viewpoint, etc.
So that was the importance of this poem...it shows me how an optimist and a romantic views things...much different from the splashes of gray I'd toss on to the flowers, dew-drops and sunbeams. Thanks.
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This is beautiful Karen, a great job. Take care and Have fun. Steve
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Hi! Steve. How long it's been! Thank you for the visit and the kind words. You should be on my favs list, as I've always enjoyed your poetry. I wonder if I'm still over the lmit?
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gorgeous...
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G' Morning, Rob!
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.............. Delightful .....................
Although today we had bright sun last weeks were signed with grey tunes. The more one enjoys such a fine poem.
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We are getting our share of misty, gray days here, too, but when the sun does peek through, everything sparkles. So good to see you, Wim. I'm pleased you liked my bit of liquid sunshine! Thank you.
Karen
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It's been raining here and we've had some wide-spread flooding but I've always loved the rain. Your words fall as softly as raindrops on the eyes, the mind, the soul....as softly as love... Beautiful poetry, Karen - like a flower opening revealing its fragrant heart!
~ Nicolette
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It is always that strength of spirit that sets the soul free, and holds the heart to the light like a prism. A fragrance, love... yes, like costly perfumes, there is the top note, then the heart, then the base notes. At first it just bowls you over, then the dance takes hold...ah, but the base notes are the heart beat, that carry the rest.
~Karen
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What a beautiful image your word paint.
A great poet needs no other tools other that the words they use, to imprint what they see on the readers mind Excellent Good luck in the contest
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Legend, I want the words to hold worlds of colour like dewdrops sparkling before ones eyes. I've a way to go, but you encourage me to reach and grow. The warmth of your humor always touches me, but because there is always light that makes your heart shine through your writing.. Thank you. I'm always so glad to see you on my page! ~ Karen
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What beautiful images you paint with your wordbrush--a lovely poem, with great use of appropriate language. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this.
Bill
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Bill, I keep thinking about the "wordbrush and appropriate language" of poetry. For me, the painting and texturing of thoughts for someone else to read is a little like being a child with a roll of paper and a new box of crayons. A sense of wonder never fails to hit me that someone else will want to look at my scribblings, and maybe even like them. Thank you for gentle words.
Karen
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I'm glad. It's strange that we can often see love better with our eyes closed, nes pas?
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Hi
I had to look up amaranth, and the this poem does not fall far from the tree. Such a beautiful flower. Have you ever seen a flower that WAS NOT photogenic?
Great poem, I hope you luck in the contest.
John
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Amaranth. I like that word. It leaves the mind and heart open to imagination. So far, all the flowers I've seen are photogenic. People, are too, but beauty takes on another dimension where there is love.
~Karen
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Karen,
Trully sigh worthy. Each word a raindrop of pleasure.
Joe
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Karen,
back at you.
And thanks,
Joe
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This is completely charming to read, with intriguing ideas. I'm drifting on thought, imagining gardens of love-coloured blooms - a great metaphor for our circle of friends.
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Love coloured blooms...friends... a bouquet and always room for another blossom! The thing about gardens is that just when you think the ground is fallow, some latent seed will sprout and bloom, like a crocus in the snow and all is changed in an inkling! Love is the evergreen of soul!
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I like this line especially Karen:
"...rain-kiss dance upon the rose..." because it trips across the tongue like raindrops falling.
Nicely done and vividly tactile write.
Paul
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aww! Thankee! My 49er roses are certainly rain-kissed at the moment. I had not expected them to bloom this late in the year, but they are prolific! The fragrance is heady, even in the rain.
Good to see you, again! ~ Karen
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You often leave me with a smile on my face after reading and this one surely does, as i sit here on a hot november day I just sigh C
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Thank you, Love. It's raining hard here. I"m listening to the wind whip around the house. I'm always happy to make you smile... and sigh, a little. You are a beautiful woman, innately so! ~ Karen
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