In the Rose Garden

I have a little secret

That I’d like to share with you

For when your will is beat and bruised

And stained in stormy blue

 

Take a stroll in this here garden

And at once you’ll be beguiled

By the two resplendent roses

Who are blooming at the aisle

 

Breathe in their vital fragrance

It’s a scent of tickled cheer

A most sweetening reminder

That all is well in here

 

See how their splendid petals

Weave like lovely threads of lace

A show for the eyes that beauty lies

In understated grace

 

And to touch these silky flowers

Is to get a tender hug

That wraps around the body

Like a cosy cashmere rug

 

Still, these roses they’re robust

And their thorns they can endure

Despite bullies, bugs and other thugs

Their stems remain secure

 

I hear you ask, how do I know

Of these jewels our roses yield

Well, I’ve sat here in this garden

And felt how much they heal

 

I’ve seen them sway in tandem

Their leaves brushing with the breeze

In a tranquil dance of true romance

They move as one with ease

 

I’ve heard their floral whispers

Those shared in tender jest

By lovers who are grateful that

Together they laugh best

 

I’ve watched how both have wilted

And the other’s sacrificed

Their repository of rain drops

To revive the other’s life

 

I marvel at this garden

How she radiates today

Because we’ve all been bundled

In a Jules and James bouquet

 

So now you know my secret

It’s too precious not to share

The abundant love I feel because

Of these two roses rare

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Photo: A poem written and performed at the wedding of my beloved roses, Julka and James, who live their lives and their love in full bloom, always.

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2 thoughts on “In the Rose Garden

  1. Dear Gąś!

    I absolutely love your poem. It must have been great to sit there and listen to you reading it in front of the newly-weds Julka and James. Sounds like the wedding was a success. And the healing power of their romantic love – who could argue? You have used elegant metaphores and language, like from a XIV-century romantic love poem.

    I hope you write and publish more work.

    Lots of hugs and kisses

    Ciocia 😀

    On Fri, Jan 13, 2017 at 5:18 AM, pottering poet wrote:

    > natsilber posted: “I have a little secret That I’d like to share with you > For when your will is beat and bruised And stained in stormy blue Take a > stroll in this here garden And at once you’ll be beguiled By the two > resplendent roses Who are blooming at the a” >

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