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A Mystic Rose Smile

A mystic rose smile that belonged to my mother this is what I recall My easel and I resting in the spirit, by the grandeur of a morning tilt. As the Yellow sunrays streak across the canvass, I think of Lamancha Saffron and mom's tasty soups. Contentedly I paint away until a Ticklish breeze brings me back to present stay. A lifetime away still I recall the Indian sari she wore with shades of orange/gold lamer. Lustrous hair pulled Carefully back, exposing two dark coaled eyes that shone like brightly lit topaz . Red carnelian sun in tonal ranges splashed across a tapestry of love Oxidized colors melding into the portraiture of Sahana, Matriarch of Bangalore. Smiling at the camera a thousand watts from Lalbagh Botanical Gardens. Her Energy exhumed inside the sketch my recollecting fingertips Subservient hands cupping my tiny face, "My little turmeric " Maybe you'll be an artist some day, she spoke with her eyes I like to think she was the reason I succeeded. Her every word a Laud accolade. I remember the day I held my first paintbrush Every time I pick one up today, I think of my mom and a village called Aluru . November 19, 2021

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Date: 11/30/2021 8:08:00 AM
Congratulations on your wonderful story/ win. Your paintbrush is a pen. You paint words with your paintbrush/pen. Have a blessed day with your win...............
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Date: 11/25/2021 4:03:00 AM
Congrats! Thanks for sharing this... making me thank the Lord for enabling you to inspire others through your writing talent. God bless you.
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Date: 11/23/2021 7:07:00 AM
You honour your mother with your wonderful description and precious words, and I would love to see one of your colourful pieces, you are mutilated talented vie! Many congratulations on your win, hugs jan xx
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Date: 11/23/2021 3:57:00 PM
Dear Jan, artistry is not one forte but I do paint, my son is the amazing artist in the family, Thankyou for dropping by, much love is coming your way, :)
Date: 11/22/2021 9:00:00 AM
I didn’t know you were an artist as well as a fantastic poet. This is a lovely acrostic poem and a wonderful tribute to your mother Mystic. Congratulations! Belle
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Date: 11/22/2021 11:58:00 AM
Thank you Belle
Date: 11/22/2021 8:38:00 AM
My God! Great Poem on your name. Beautiful acrostic. Congratulations!
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Date: 11/22/2021 11:58:00 AM
Thank you Chris
Date: 11/21/2021 5:06:00 AM
A Mystic Rose Smile....Very nice indeed...Delice
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Date: 11/22/2021 11:58:00 AM
Thank you Delice
Date: 11/20/2021 5:12:00 AM
WOW! This is a very special poem evoking heavenly memories. Didn't know your mother was from India--didn't know you treasure much from that land. You are multitalented my friend. This special poem goes in my FAVES.
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Date: 11/22/2021 11:58:00 AM
Thank you Vijay :)
Date: 11/19/2021 11:27:00 PM
I suppose there are many stories or traditions that emanate from the American continent of which I heard nothing about. As an acrostic this is well done. Besides a mother is always to be honoured. ~~
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Date: 11/22/2021 11:58:00 AM
Thank you Victor, :)