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Succumb To Blooming's Dream

The garden bids me: “sit, relax”
We all, in time, shall bud and bloom
Scent the air with essence of our soul
Slowly wilt as season’s take their toll.

Bask in the touch of spring-times idle kiss
Touch the dawn dewed edges of her breath
Feel the gentle tones of stirring joy
As Spring is more than Winter’s feeble ploy.

Come also ‘neath the moon’s reflective gaze
Share with us the substance of the night
Listen as we sing in cool mist praise
Our quiet hymns between the sunny days.

Sit with us, succumb to blooming’s dream
For gardens are so much more than they seem.


John G. Lawless
©4/15/2023

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Gershon Wolf Date: 4/17/2023 7:13:00 PM Are you trying to write poetry again, J.L? Well, let me tell you, Shakey Speare ---- You're damn good at it! ~ Marvin's Gardens Login to Reply

Jim Slaughter Date: 4/17/2023 10:50:00 AM Absolutely beautiful, John. I'd sit in that garden anytime. Login to Reply

Daniel Turner Date: 4/15/2023 7:59:00 PM Truly poetic, John. Perhaps one your best that I have read. A pleasure to read you this evening. POTD I think! Login to Reply

Paul Willason Date: 4/15/2023 6:14:00 PM A standout poem John exhibiting your skill, just a delight to read and absorb. Unfortunately here Autumn cold is starting to nibble, but the garden is still the place to be... Login to Reply

Bill Baker Date: 4/15/2023 3:59:00 PM A FAV for my list, John. I agree, gardens are more than they seem, as is a dream. I like the rhythm, a smooth enjoyable read. I'm following your poetry now. A poet friend in Texas, Bill Login to Reply