Poem of a Memory

For you are like a summer rose
against the wind your face unfolds
nothing there is like nature chose
for the memory one remoulds,
golden sunrise upon the morn
captures the diamond on the dew
nature revels in fragrance worn
scented hint of florescent hue.

© Harry J Horsman 2012
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Posey Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 3:34 PM
Congrats, Harry. genius is compressed into this short, powerful, yet tender entry... Jake
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 1:13 PM
Love this harry and well deserving of a top spot, well done xx
Ryerson Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 11:11 AM
Absolutely awesome Harry...Perfect rhythm and flow....Love your description of how the sunrise 'captures diamonds on the dew'...Congratulations - Tim
Heckman Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 10:44 AM
very nice
May Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 9:55 AM
congrats on a fine win Harry
A   Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 9:51 AM
Hi Harry, I'd like to say ~CONGRATULATIONS~ always & forever * LINDA
A  Avatar
June 19, 2013 at 9:16 AM
HARRY MY DEAREST FAVORITE POET. , ;-) CONGRATULATIONS!!! THANK YOU FOR THE AWESOME POEM. *LUV ~SKAT~
Scott Avatar
September 21, 2012 at 11:29 AM
HUE INTRESTING WORD MORN IVE USED ALOT NICE WRITE AND VISUALISATION THANKS FOR COMENTS ON MINE SHE KNOWS NOT ONE OF MY BEST THIS IS ACTUALLY PART 2 TO SHE DONT KNOW WHICH IS BETTER DAVIODSCOTT
Dietrich Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 9:17 PM
Gotta come back and fave this one, Harry!!
Smith Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 4:42 PM
Like the sutlties of each verse.
Mason Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 2:30 PM
very good! especially the last two lines. I'm picking up your sent. warm thoughts, Ralph
Carrillo Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 1:00 PM
Harry; the beauty of this poem is - that when a women reads it - it is like it was written especially for her. Thanks for sharing and for reading - Not A poem. Lucilla
Devnath  Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 7:53 AM
Last two lines are wonderfully concluded the poem. Loved always my sweet friend, bl
Dietrich Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 7:08 AM
VERY beautiful, Harry. You are one of the most sparkling of the gems at Soup.
Nutter Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 3:57 AM
Beautiful write Harry; your talent is showing in this one
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 2:57 AM
soup xx
Uche O. Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 1:35 AM
You never find it difficult to come back in all your lines, old times Harry maybe your shared ties with the great writers of the world-- what am I trying to say-- description and use of imagery, so authentic you could draw it anywhere. Playing with nature as if you created them-- powerful imagination like William words. Enjoyed......
Johnson Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 10:46 PM
good on ya Harry, ol mate, sweet of verse, just first rate, keep writing, great hobby too, disentangles brain, it do...
Delacroix Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 10:31 PM
Loved it very much indeed! Very well written, and what a nice memory, very well described! Thanks for sharing. Caroline.
Bordner Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 10:22 PM
Fantastic imagery Harry; I can not recall ever knowing such visual & metaphoric affluence in so few words - you have utilized traditional symbols in very atypical formulas which is a terament to mastery - ' against the wind your face unfolds... ' simply rich in enchantment - J.A.B. %
Pettit Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 7:22 PM
Short, sweet, and very pretty.
Dufresne Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 6:22 PM
spoken like a true poet Harry... nniiiiicccccce
A   Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 3:44 PM
Thank you Harry, very much for the exciting comment. I like your poem of memory. I can feel the definition and structure of this memory. You painted a fine picture in my mind. Nature, how ever so wonderful. Always looking forward to your visit. These last 3 days, I have found time to sneak in so many comments, and read up on many contest winners. Just in case you are here, I'm inviting you over to my latest blog.. A happy " HI " would be nice.. xox~ ALWAYS~ PD
Johnson Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 3:24 PM
Why do you resent the summer rose. Just kidding, Brenda obviously left off the p on the word present. It's just funny how the meaning can be quite different with a typo. A flower delicate and pure. Survives the wind, awaits a cure. The sun and rain revive her new. To greet each day with the morning dew.
Sweetheart Avatar
September 18, 2012 at 3:22 PM
ROMANCE WITH ELEGANT RHYME HARRY LUV .. ENCHANTING LINES ENRAPTURE MY HEART .. I AM SUCH A ROMANTIC .. THANKXXX FOR YOUR PRECIOUA WORDS OF SWEET COMMENTS .. OH RON HAD A GOOD LAUGH TOO .. HE IS SO FUNNY WHEN HIS ITALIAN TEMPER ISN'T APOUTING LIKE A WHALE ..HAHA
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