We waltz by rooted beauty,
Stark, their notion of envy,
as they gaze from the ground
upward, they spy the sunshine
that kisses your face, where
they cannot climb
to do the same,
yet they lay open against
you as familiar, a favour, gifting
fountains of scented devotion
as they strum along a wild path.
I will share you, for a moment
with a bold bouquet, one ripe
of summers night, a gentle garden
But betray not their tender bud
For their soils soothe deep
A contest entry
- Seasonal Poetry Wanted : Site Contest - Win A Gold Membership! by Kari.
1350 points, ended September 26, 43 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Gorgeous...
Such vivid imagery that creates a beautiful scene in the mind of your reader with words to consume as we breath in the scene...
Impressive as always...
Keep up the good work...
Well done!!!
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I felt that I was watching the two of you waltz when I was reading the fantastic imagery in this poem.
Thanks so much for your entry,
Kari
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Very sweet poem. A lovely thoughtful piece. Wonderful writing keep up the good work!
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What wonderful imagery!!! I could just picture the sweetest flowers gazing upon me as I walk on by them...just begging to be noticed and loved!! Definately had the beautiful aura of summer woven through here. Thank you for your entry!
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this is my favorite one....loved it...so tender and exquisite!
What a lovely ink you used upon this poem!
I missed ya...and wanted to see what your ink and soul
have been up to!
Luscious gardens we have enjoyed in WA. state due to the
unusual warm weather....
I loved your lines:
upward, they spy the sunshine
that kisses your face, where
they cannot climb
to do the same,
yet they lay open against
you as familiar, a favour, gifting
fountains of scented devotion
and the last lines were so kind and tender!
WAY TO WRITE!
ears2hearyou/Kathleen/Seattle
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These things you touch on with that gentleness you have in you are like soft breezes that whisper in the evening air to soothe a fevered mind and troubled heart. There is a healing spirit here that refreshes me to my depths . . . like cool water quenching on a hot summer's day. This I love in particular:
". . . as they strum along a wild path.
I will share you, for a moment
with a bold bouquet . . . "
Yet again it seems something new is here . . . something not present in some of your earlier work . . . a depth and feeling . . . a sensuousness that takes the reader into your world . . . into your thoughts and feelings.
Excellent.
Good luck in the contest.
Garrison
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How very enchanting!
your words are soft and sensual,
Magical even!
My fav--'upward, they spy the sunshine
that kisses your face, where
they cannot climb
to do the same,'
Sigh.... Gorgeous!
Thanks so much for sharing
and best wishes in the contest!
~Pastel
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Very pretty poem. Magical in a sense. I found myself trying to "see" things behind metaphor...always love a thinker.
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This is a lovely stroll in a summer garden - sensory treat! Best of luck in the contest.
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WOW
this is soft and tender feeling..sensually pleasing as well..very nice work lady, very nice!
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I like it all, but especially 'fountains of scented devotion'
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a good piece of poetry penned, ah poettaled sighs i feel here, soft and sensual sweeps of fragant wonder that gather the senses into smiles, to flutter towards the sky's open grin.
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