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I am single. This write is the love I possess for a woman I have yet to touch. It is dedicated to the women here who steal my heart daily with the words they compose. Their art so potent I can not imagine women more beautiful. You make my heart beat faster than a rabbit being chased by a fox. Often it is hard to catch my breath how moved I am. (With the males it is an envy I feel and a pride that I can share these pages with them) So to all the poetesses here, let me just use a cliche that works for me. Ladies you take my breath away with a sincere love this bud's for you!

 

A Tulip Grows Under An Evergreen - Inspired By the Poets At Poetrysoup

A
fine
Parrot Tulip
in vibrant intensities 
with unique undertones
of green acquirable only in a 
few forests. A ruby red swirls within 
its petals beckons awareness of those very 
strokes that live in the lustre of your shapely lips 
like fantasy realized. Mirthful yellows in all those lacquers 
barely ever seen as one would scorch their eyes to gaze lastingly 
directly at the Sun - though I have been fortunate to witness identical 
iridescence in strands of your hair you unintentionally flip and like dainty 
fingers wave me on to move closer to your flawless frame - memorized easily.
A 
special 
fuchsia sparingly 
paints the flower they
say exists only in certain 
singular gemstones yet l know
this tincture for I have seen it in your 
cheeks when we play and laugh. Oh your 
laugh how it fills me - replacing noise surfing
the waves of sound in the surrounding atmosphere.
How enchanting when your laughter there - dwells to
tickle molecules invisible to the eyes but felt by the human
heart. Parrot tulips with their soft myriad shades become stunning 
against a deep black backdrop which shimmers bright like your ebony eyes. 
Sparkle like your smile and I grin happily just thinking of you, just thinking of us.
A 
pearl
white that also 
adorns the flower a 
special light effect I have
found in your complexion - dazzles
my mind each and every time I see you.
Parrot tulips a miracle of nature, a special
breed I admit are as remarkable as any offering 
that grows in our gardens but rarer still - you the flower 
I share my life with. No one, no thing, no life compares to you,
your approach - for every time I even think of you, the joy it brings
completes the meaning of my existence full. If not for you no other delight 
would have that extra zest I feel from the sharing of your love and light always.
A
Parrot
tulip oh 
what joy it
brings. How the flower
draws these words from
me. Ironic how true allure felt
fills our glass so I thought I'd share
with you how it uplifts my days - knowing
confident in our love as one - you'd never resent
me speaking of an elegance other than yours. So you may 
know - understand what the fibres of ones constitution compels 
them to write. Now - about a mystique other than the one you sport with
humility. Finally I have written a poem on aesthetics that does not mention you.
A
closing
monologue.
Just above and 
beneath the dirt grows 
riches unimaginable. Made to 
be absorbed by senses recognizable 
only by a few. They are free for the taking.
An appreciation, a love of a natural essence.
A flower, a person, romance you breathe incomparable
to anything real or imagined.  It alone are the wings we humans 
seek...as real and as precious as all else consumable. How lucky I 
am the magic handed out daily on these pages. The people I could never
find anywhere else then here. I am in love with their words in love with them.


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is a  par    r               a 
ot  tu lip                m
hid   d                a
en u                j
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   d           s
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t      t          t     t
s   s        s       s




April 27 2015
The Gardener
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Chamberlain Avatar
October 29, 2021 at 2:35 PM
I do not have a good attention span, so struggle to read long poems. I usually avoid them and skip past them in search of the Limericks and Haiku's. However your poem captivated me, once I started to read, I couldn't stop. Truly amazing. Talented person you are.
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 25, 2020 at 6:42 PM
Hello Maurice Yvonne, I am speechless. Have a nice evening my friend.
Callus Avatar
May 29, 2017 at 3:53 PM
Awesome, Armand! I am not keen on long poems, as you know, but I have to admit that I read this one a couple of times...even if it's addressed to the women!:) Regards // paul
Maverick Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 2:40 AM
I think this is a real good tribute to all the Ladies on poetry soup Maurice, a lot of thought in this splendid write..' 7)
Harley Avatar
August 30, 2015 at 1:44 PM
Hello, Your poem is surreal and painterly, Is it Ok if I post this poem on my website? I really enjoyed your poem! :)
Smith Avatar
August 17, 2015 at 12:36 PM
Just heard on the news we need to check on the elderly : ). Am I knocking on the right door : )
Gifford Avatar
July 4, 2015 at 9:24 PM
Hi, Maurice, and all I can say is this masterpiece is worthy to hang in a gallery of minds. Also, thank you for reading my poem "God's Garden of Delight" ~~~Darlene
A  Avatar
May 27, 2015 at 9:08 AM
:'( the soup needs you
Breidenthal Avatar
May 23, 2015 at 1:57 AM
Impeccably beautiful Maurice! I am in awe!!! Always, Laura
Nunez Avatar
May 22, 2015 at 10:56 PM
Hello, Armand. Came back to read again and say that you are sorely missed. Hope you are keeping well.
Lamoureux Avatar
May 21, 2015 at 8:06 AM
You are missed my friend.
Y. Avatar
May 17, 2015 at 10:50 AM
Wow! This is beautiful. A wonderful masterpiece.7+ - Alexis
Macfarlane Avatar
May 16, 2015 at 5:24 PM
What an astute gardener you are Armand! Your words plant images into the mind of breathtaking beauty. Superbly done : ) Hugs
Devnath  Avatar
May 16, 2015 at 3:52 PM
You are the designer and architect engineer of this great building of poem. Amazing beauty is flashing from this design. 7 ++, loved always, my lovely friend,bl
Hamza Avatar
May 15, 2015 at 7:25 AM
Hi Maurice a masterpiece indeed.Parrot tulip as a symbol of ur love for women,not just physical beauty but the beauty of the soul represented by the roots.Compels one to read again and again.
Stockwell Avatar
May 13, 2015 at 4:50 PM
oh my goodness this is amazing I have seen anything like this. Your have constructed your poem in a unique shape. Wow.
Lariviere Avatar
May 12, 2015 at 5:33 PM
I can only express to you how good this masterpiece is by telling you how jealous I am! Truly amazing!
Dietrich Avatar
May 12, 2015 at 3:42 PM
Just look at all the amazing comments this is getting. But if this is a masterpiece, I must say, you have many masterpieces, dear Armand, and i hope you will be sharing with us many more.
Gumede Avatar
May 11, 2015 at 7:59 AM
This is real aesthetic. I have never seen a beautiful architecture of letters like this one, with an amazing meaning of the story. Keep up good work. Thanks!
Wangari Avatar
May 11, 2015 at 5:05 AM
Amazing creation. As we say here in Keny, vizuri sana!
Nunez Avatar
May 6, 2015 at 6:15 AM
Armand, had to visit your poetry again. Hope you're fine. Best. :) Kim
Carmack Avatar
May 3, 2015 at 3:48 PM
Armand, this is a very endearing write. There is nothing like a woman. And wise is the man who cherishes them. No offense, but I think you are not suited to being single. I hope God sends you a good woman, your heart is pure.
Lamoureux Avatar
May 1, 2015 at 10:00 AM
Worth a second, third, forth and fifth read my friend!
Kiser Avatar
May 1, 2015 at 7:31 AM
I am awed, flattered and amazed at this, magnificent work of poetry. I also have parrot tulips in my yard and they are amazingly beautiful. This poem is truly a masterpiece.
A  Avatar
April 30, 2015 at 6:26 PM
You are a beautiful poet Armand. I would love to hear you recite this poem. Where were you, before all this. The Earth is calling. Thanks for pouring and pulling the beauty of roots on to this page. Forever ~SKAT~
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