Heavenly Honeysuckle
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Jan Allison.

I relax in the shade of the whitewashed porch
as my gnarled hands caress the arms
of the creaking rocking chair -
it was my late Gran’s favorite possession
I’ve been fortunate to be able to lease her cottage
the temperate climate here boosts my spirits
My once rosy complexion is pallid -
the doctor says my time is running out ...
soon I’ll be at eternal peace in heaven
I’m constantly tired ...
even the simplest chores exhaust me
I’ve neglected the cottage garden
it pains me to see the sweet honeysuckle
left untrimmed and straggly
yet, I wait patiently for its gold buds to burst open
releasing its stunning scent on the zephyr breeze
Required words :- temperate, buds, lease, possession, heaven, complexion, eternal, gold, untrimmed, shade.
A Summer's Day Redo Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Michelle Faulkner
8/12/19
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2019
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment