Roy Pett Poet Sonnet

My Old Floribunda

You may be antiquated so dormant 
during seasons of inclement weather
then my champion you become rampant
when sun is high my garden bellwether,
morning dew glisten on your corolla
crisp perfect petals of vibrant claret 
as summer breeze sings soothing opera
you stand proud swaying like a free spirit,
exquisite outstanding prize of the bed
now full bloom exhaling your aroma
protected by thorns exquisite shaped head
from bud to bloom you declare persona
I know old rose you won't live for ever
though you prove you can still give great pleasure.



8/1/2018

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Vijay Pandit August 1, 2018 at 11:10 AM Very well done, Roy..you aced it! Roy Pett August 1, 2018 at 11:51 AM Thanks Vijay, if you like this, that’s good enough for me, your support is really appreciated my friend. :))

Caren Krutsinger August 1, 2018 at 8:53 AM Gorgeous! This poem is a winner in my garden. Roy Pett August 1, 2018 at 8:56 AM Thank you so much Caren for your very kind comment, your support is really appreciated. :))