Wafting Wildflower Musings

You whispered so gently when you tucked violets behind my ear
as we writhe on a bed of windswept  poppy petals,      the earth moved
the sun shone on your face whilst the moon dipped in our sighs,

that was the last time I felt your warmth aside me
yet in the stirring chill of unfurled dark November mornings,
I can still smell the wafting scent of wildflowers in my hair

Reviews

[s y e]

This is so heart wrenching, stunning and just beautiful. There is so much emotion to it.

"as we writhe on a bed of windswept poppy petals, the earth moved
the sun shone on your face whilst the moon dipped in our sighs,"

-- wow Frieda, you write some amazing lines that just blow my mind.... This is what I call perfection.

[Frieda P]

Thanks noodlebumble, I'd dance to this review but ya know....muchly appreciated! x

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

I got a dreamy picture. Oh so sweet. :)

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Blue :-)

[Ruth]

This is so so beautiful love, I seriously have no words, that seldom happens lol xx

[Frieda P]

Ha I like when that happens, thanks muchly Poppy. xo

[Ruth]

My pleasure love xx

[Leslie Philibert]

Impressive, like two haikus with another syllable count, fine job

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Leslie.

[Joyce S. Greene]

Lovely poetry and graphic, Frieda. Thanks for starting my week off with a smile.

[Frieda P]

Thanks for putting a smile on my face too Joyce. :-)

[Dr. Wood ?]

can't say much more than...Perfect

[Frieda P]

I'll take it, thanks doc.

[gabrielle]

i could feel longing and yearning in this piece. Memories as beautiful as this would definitely linger on. wonderfully written.

[Frieda P]

Thanks gabrielle.

[Diana]

This verges on perfect. "That was the last time I felt your warmth aside me." In spite, of the chill November the essence of love remains...

A work of true artistry...

[Frieda P]

Wow thanks Diana, you humble me with your kind words.

[DrD]

Senstive and nostalgic, poems like this can be almost painful to read and all the while we must respect the past that inspired it. Very well done, dear.

[Frieda P]

Thanks David, always appreciate your thoughts.

[Tam Warink]

Um, I wonder if I should say anything about the Empress' new clothes?

[Frieda P]

Does her wardrobe not tickle you?

[Tam Warink]

Aha! Words! I see words!! .. that comment was because when I posted it all I could see was the image. No words were visible (thus the comment). I thought it was philosophical poem and I just wasn't grok'n it. I'm relieved to NOW see the words. Now that I can, it's like Mother Nature and Father Time are get'n it on. Lovely! Tnx, Frieda! :)

[Frieda P]

Ha what a tangle that would be, Mother Nature & Father Time, wonder if they had kids what they would lool like, thanks so much for your stirring thoughts Tam! ;-)

[Tam Warink]

..an old enclave of Blackberry bushes - thorny, prickly yet with a hint of juicy sweetness; love those little darlings.

[Angel]

Oh, this is absolutely gorgeous. I can almost smell the soft scent of lilacs as I read this...I don't know why, but lilacs have always been a favorite of mine, and I can't seem to find any down here in Alabama...

[Frieda P]

Lilacs are sweet too, thanks so much Angel....