Roses

The Sun's glistening

Atop flowers, their pedals and pigments,

Everything comes to fruition

When you stop and smell the roses

Among nature's finest

It'd bring peace to you and I

When we stop and smell the roses

Beauty orchestrated,

Celestial Blue and Bright Lilac

And composes

Appreciation and joy

A moment rare and golden

If a Venus Flytrap vocalized when open

I'd never forget their utterance spoken,

Calm and calamity

Or I'd rest in shade under a canopy,

In a meadow,

To decompress,

And stop and smell the roses.

Reviews

[Nariko]

When we take the time to appreciate the little things around us that can easily go unnoticed

[barleygirl]

Strong wordcrafting & unique details balance out your choice of a cliché refrain & prevent it from sounding blasé. I also like the way you arrange word sounds to make this a pleasant-sounding piece, full of imagery (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Duncan Brown]

France France France France.....................

[Coyote Poetry]

Soft, gentle and perfect flow of words leading to perfect ending.
"And stop and smell the roses."
A wise person stopped and enjoy the gift of nature and the family. Thank you Ty for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Ishwar Grewal]

beautifully formed poem... you seem like an expert... and i dnt think i have ever read such a gorgeous poem on roses..!
WELL DONE.!

[Ty]

Ah, much appreciated my friend!

[LKBillips]

Beautiful imagery and fluid rhymes. Nice poem

[Ty]

Super kind of you. I appreciate your dropping in