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A Seasoned Song

rose,oh rosemary sweet aroma to me, fragrant,my thyme with thee; lovely lemon balm ope'd hand is my palm, mark! love's finger print, indelibl'd with mint; hold sweet basil at bay, hark! these sage words I say my evening primrose, see my ardour grows aside the mistletoe. Such is this feverfew in my lovage for you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/12/2024 9:48:00 PM
Really flavorful metaphors. Congrats here, Brian
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Date: 7/12/2024 3:33:00 AM
Dear brian, i did not expect this to be written by you: although this isnr a traditional sonnet, i absolutely love your word choices cadence and rhymes and flow of this! Truly left me in awe captivated! Beautiful! Your use of flowers and flavors to enhance your lines is what stood out for me as well as the classical way it flows! Congratulations on your win: thank you for sharing, hope you are doing well
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Date: 5/5/2011 6:33:00 PM
Ahhh...this seems as if a classic poem of old! Lovely! So nice to read your poems again, Brian....and thank you very much for honoring my recent entry in your contest!! So nice to have you back among friends! --- Carrie
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Date: 5/3/2011 8:26:00 AM
this is very good I have enjoyed your write today. cory
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Date: 5/3/2011 7:25:00 AM
Making spices sound like pure delights Brian.. lovely yet energetic write my friend.. hope u have a great day ..luv..
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