Shelley Moore Poet Free verse

Mary's Rose Garden

There is a garden 
in which blossoms revel
in sunlight’s divine aura,
and glistening dewdrops 
dance upon petals
fine as silk

The scent,
like the perfume of Aphrodite herself,
pervades the air with its aroma-- 
reminiscent of love and beauty 

The thorny spines
uphold a family of blossoms--
some resplendent in their debut, 
their petals lustrous with color
and heavy with fragrance

Others show signs of waning--
their fragile hips, 
curled and fading,
timeworn, but 
still lovely in their ripeness

In this place, 
Serenity reigns
Time is of no consequence
There is only the light, 
the fragrant breeze,
and the colors that paint the air
with pigments of lavender, mauve, lilac, and blush

And if you sit long enough
and listen carefully,
you may hear,
among the sounds of drifting water
and a crane’s solitary cry, 
the sigh of roses
content in their quiet existence

If you listen…
in Mary’s Rose Garden.

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Kp Nunez July 26, 2015 at 7:03 AM Beautiful thoughts in these beauty of a poem, Shelley. I love the "colors that paint the air" You came up with very good lines. Keep them coming! hugs!

Kim Merryman June 24, 2015 at 8:39 PM This is beautiful, Shelley! I love the imagery and that line "the sigh of roses" is perfect. Great work! Love, Kim Shelley Moore July 20, 2015 at 8:42 AM Thanks Kim. I wrote this poem for my mother-in-law, who loved roses and had a beautiful garden of them. She always loved my poetry and encouraged me to keep writing. She passed away a few years ago and her ashes are now spread over that same garden.