How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see

Thank you, Gil. Ewsateriale a very lovely poem

One Magenta Flower

The young girl holds the magneta flower

as she walks down the center aisle of the church.

It is confirmation day.

She is going to become an adult in the eyes of the church.

She still is young and naïve

but she is thinking of a life beyond childhood.

She looks at the flower and thinks of her future.

Some things she will be her decision,

others will be God’s.



So beautiful, Cynthia you did it again here comes the tears. love this poem.

This Flower

A quiet walk through the shadowed wood,

All alone this beauty stood.

Petals of pink was a beautiful shade,

Lost in thought wondering at promises made.

Imagination conjured visions of a life time together,

Dancing in the rain during stormy weather.

Holding hands under the soft moonlight,

Knowing that everything would be all right.

My eyes close I feel a tear slide from my cheek,

I kneel by your grave and softly speak.

“Upon your grave the flower forever rests,

Watered by my tears and an I love you from my breath.”

© Cynthia Clark

Beautiful Jackie.

Thank. You Jackie and Cynthia for your kind words

Very beautiful I love this story

Extended version as twitter wouldn't allow the ending

My effort

A beautiful bloom

The deepest Pink

I look at this from my kitchen sink

Idly think about the day

This earth took you away

I miss you Dad with all my heart

Looking at this flower makes me smile

I know it's your way of saying "hang in there kid" it's not your time for a while

Enjoy the view each and every year

I won't be too far I'm always here ♥

Beautiful

So beautifully said, Gil

The Scent of Flowers

The scent of flowers like the scent of a woman

Is of the joys of living, thus a sweet life

She comes forth in the morning light of first sun

Both the flower and the woman

The gentle feminine look upon her face

Both flowers and woman full of grace

But don’t be deceive or think she shows weakness

For women can be as strong as a man

The truth of the matter is that sometimes man is the weaker sex

But to her that does not matter, for when she loves, it’s for life

Like a flower nurtured in your garden

Love between two will grow

But only if you both will care and work to let it grow

For love is not a game to play with another’s heart

When you find the right one, like the flower that you pick

Make sure to give your all, for love to ever last

For when two souls do join as one, they dance across the heavens

They share a special bond, just like the flowers on your table!

Guildford H Windley

March 9, 2018