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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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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
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Date: 4/17/2023 10:50:00 AM
Absolutely beautiful, John. I'd sit in that garden anytime.
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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!
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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...
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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
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