scent of damask
roses upon the air
ladybug landing
8-3-2021
Haiku Challenge Poetry Contest
Regina McIntosh
scent of damask
roses floods the air
poppies wave
3-23-2021
Favorite Scent(s) Poetry Contest
Chantelle Anne Cooke
How fast to wiles I fell my damask rose,
awake from slumber slept untold ages.
To gaze so deep in ocean eyes repose,
and print whispered prayer on mind's pages.
Your soul in gleaming shadow found complete,
a thirst no other want or wish contrived.
Nor cherry grown upon the branch so sweet,
without cold and dark of Winter survived.
What heart loved without a madness looming,
secure from injury sure to tarnish.
Unbroken, though lone in sadness' glooming,
and held away from love's fruited garnish.
How true the dove devoted in flight still,
that lasted in love, more than ever will.
A Damask Rose displays
Dizzying swirls of velvet petals;
Amid the greenery, as she plays.
Magnificently among the nettles;
And beauteous is her facade.
She’s really quite aromatic,
Sensual scented gift of God...
Kunzite sculpture enigmatic.
Reveling in her piquancy,
One becomes quite mesmerized.
She sings her beauty eloquently;
Evocatively touches my eyes.
Words have power
and strength
They have a gentleness
As soft as a downy feather on a breeze
As passionate as the deep red of the Damask Rose
They also have the power
To cut
To wound
And kill dead
That was once so precious
How harsh and oh so gentle
Is the tongue
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