W J Clarke Poet Free verse

Rose Meadow

A fragranced optical illusion,
flourishes the unique field of my realm
Where no other being has touched,
the soft vibrant velvet that adorns each stem

Each month, a new delicate bud softly sprouts
Well-formed in all its desire
Draped from a bridge void of thorns, 
a cascading blend of sweet-scented petals

A Rosarium beauty sublime
The backdrop, a sea of spring green satin,
that flows through my wardrobe collection
Cultured and arranged to perfection


26/04/23

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Regina Mcintosh May 23, 2023 at 2:01 AM Lovely write. I enjoyed. God bless you, Love, Gina

Andrea Dietrich May 1, 2023 at 7:20 AM wow, I think Julia will really like this one because it's thinking outside the box. I wish I had seen the blog she wrote before I wrote mine!!

Jay Narain April 30, 2023 at 9:52 AM I love this. Nicely [enned. Sure winner. W J Clarke May 1, 2023 at 6:41 AM Thank you very much. Your compliments are very much appreciated :-)

Sam Kauffman April 26, 2023 at 10:43 AM WJ, I can smell the rose fragrance through your perfectly crafted imagery and metaphor. A very original and delightful development of the contest theme. Best wishes for the contest! All the best. Blessings! W J Clarke April 29, 2023 at 9:37 AM Thank you very much Sam for taking the time to read my poem. Your encouraging comments and compliments are very much appreciated and valued :-)