the quiet path
waiting inside for forever
the car arrives
fabric moves around her
the old church
whispers on the breeze
their eyes link
intense waves of loving
they commit
serious words of promise
together now
scents of the garden
become memories
Poetry | Stories | Photography
the quiet path
waiting inside for forever
the car arrives
fabric moves around her
the old church
whispers on the breeze
their eyes link
intense waves of loving
they commit
serious words of promise
together now
scents of the garden
become memories
Tropical fruits balance in a crystal bowl,
and an African Violet blooms on the window sill.
Many tightly squeezed fruits create punch,
and a cherry tart cools on the kitchen bench.
You wait for the heat to subside
as the scents of Spring move you.
You wait for the one you love
to arrive and bring more flowers.
A clash of civilisations decorates your home,
as the fault lines give you a feeling of warmth.
Art Deco glassware sits on a lavish tablecloth,
with flowers blossoming, blooming, and lingering.
SPRING SCENTS between heaven and earth the colours of energy are vibrating hallucinating Springtime scents of Jasmine and green nature is a mixed mess wobbling and rolling in the grass calling to the elements ending up naked in the river alone