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A Midas Touch

Cerulean blue on blue, the sky is in the lake,
In a season of windswept clouds, sun baked,
At yellow hilltop cottage, a chirrup outbreak,
Red flowers line its winding path, no mistake!

The prince of noon and queen of blooms meet,
In red and golden splendor, a fragrance treat!
Green is everywhere, with the colors candied,
But red rose emerges, with its own mystique!

Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2022

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Victor Buhagiar Date: 6/16/2022 10:08:00 AM Splendid poem. Today I wanted to buy two orchids but the delivery was late. Login to Reply Evelyn Judy Buehler Date: 6/16/2022 10:14:00 AM Thank you very much. I've never grown orchids before, but I do admire their beauty. :)

Harry Horsman Date: 6/15/2022 9:35:00 PM Poetic artistry, Evelyn. Colours come to life, when you write. Dear Lady. Login to Reply Evelyn Judy Buehler Date: 6/15/2022 10:17:00 PM It's so nice to know you enjoyed this. Thank you. :)

Karen Jones Date: 6/15/2022 6:24:00 PM Lovely imagery and what a unique idea of candied colors! Login to Reply Evelyn Judy Buehler Date: 6/15/2022 8:05:00 PM Many thanks for your uplifting words, Karen. :)

Gershon Wolf Date: 6/15/2022 5:28:00 PM What a meeting that must be, between 'the prince of noon and the queen of blooms!' Such delicate phrasing, Evelyn. Thanks, Gershon Login to Reply Evelyn Judy Buehler Date: 6/15/2022 5:33:00 PM You are quite welcome, Gershon. Thank you for your appreciation. :) Evelyn