Blossoms draped like Christmas garland
Pregnant
Swollen, their bouquet drips
Clusters of decadence in shades of
violet…amethyst…lavender…blue
They call to me, singing
To lay beneath the boughs
Drowning in an ocean of perfume.
A lover’s touch…
13 comments:
Full of promise & potential. In that environment, a little laziness would be emotionally productive. I think that the most fragrant & beautiful flowers are patient with & bemused by humans.
Just this morning I stuck my nose inside a lilac bloom and almost swooned at the delicious, exotic scent.
Your words capture it perfectly...
Still probably a month or so from lilac season here. When that happens, I know I'll be catching Sabina nuzzling them.
This is a beautiful poem. Thank you.
I could see that vibrant tornado of color as you described it. Lovely piece of renewal and hope.
Yum. A delicious poem, full of delicious images. Spring is taking its sweet time around here, but won't we be thrilled when it finally arrives!
Mary--a little laziness is exactly what I need...but I'm afraid I am quite terrible at that.
Terlee--thank you, it's an amazing aroma, isn't it?
Robbie--irresistable, they are. :)
Geo--thank you!
Shelly--they really are stunning, somehow honest in their hue and fragrance.
Bliss--I am wishing you a beautiful long spring to enjoy!
i just keep waiting for the day you finally write a poem about me....
I'm not kidding - I'm going to send you pictures of my yard just so you can write me some poetry about it. :)
Dear Chantel, the poem is rich in imagery and delights my senses. And the comment that "FrankandMary" left captures my attention with its wisdom. Peace.
Thank you.
Thank you for allowing me to see it that way.
Spring is my favorite time of the year. Everything is green and the smells of all the flowering bushes are wonderful.
Lilacs are positively one of my favorite smells!
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