Showing posts with label honeysuckle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label honeysuckle. Show all posts

Thursday, 26 December 2019

Open Window

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A blend of events, the scented breeze came off the sea, the honeysuckle overhung my back garden.  Otherwise these thoughts are from a very long time ago. 





Open Window    -    20 Dec 19 

Summer memories 
Sitting by an open window 
Feeling a warm scented breeze 
Honeysuckle flavours the air 
Drawing thoughts back 
As we used 
When memories 
Were being formed 




This has nothing to do with any current relationship. 



Wednesday, 29 July 2015

Honeysuckle Dream


Another perfume filled floral Love song.





Honeysuckle Dream  -  21 Jul 15

Unexpected dream
You called to me
My sleeping mind
Answered you
We watched the Moon
Rise wrapped in
The perfume of
Honeysuckle flowers





I Love the scent of Honeysuckle.


Thursday, 27 November 2014

Who


An alliterative version of an acrostic poem.





Who  -  24 Nov 14

Words unexpected
Washed over me
Waves drew patterns
Without pens

How did you know our
Heaven would be offering a
Honeysuckle kiss

Our dreams
Once opened and shared
Overpower dark nightmares





Hope you like this variation on a construction theme.


Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Defining


A special Love song just because . . .





Defining  -  18 Sep 14

Soft satin hues
Beautiful blues
Are you in my mind

Subtle fragrance
Honeysuckle smooth
Reminds me of you

Music in my mind
Plays the dance
That is you ~ for me

These things and more
Claim to define you ~ impossible
Because you are unique





Impossible to define YOU.

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Random Wishes


This poem was birthed in the afternoon and I found that the images, both visual and in other sensual forms, started to grow in my mind and I felt that I just had to write it out.





Random Wishes  -  08 May 13


Taste the colours
And ask for a song
To be played
Something soft
In a magenta minor key
To clothe the dreams
I have of you

Smell the words
Roses and honeysuckle
Sketch an image in my mind
Where your song
Plays … gently
And the images of you
Shine brightly

Touch the memories
Held close
And intimate in me
Shared by you forever
Forever ours
To live whenever
We choose





I find that the methods Muse uses to attract my attention are totally fascinating.


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Saturday, 30 May 2009

New poems

I felt that it was necessary to create a new blog to post some of my poetry and prose for evaluation, posh way of saying "This is what I wrote, what do you think?"


Pre-dawn - senryu

Stars in a pale sky
Honeysuckle scent fills air
I wait for the dawn


Chevrefeuille sauvage (wild honeysuckle)Image by ~Mclaire~ via Flickr















Cloud Night - senryu

In the moon dark night
Foxes roam the streets, questing
Stars shrouded by cloud


Red fox pup ( wild )Image by Eric Bégin via Flickr
















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