Poem -
VIOLET DEEP
She shall not walk amongst the
foxgloves evermore
Lest her thoughts turn violet deep
And spill themselves upon the floor
Of forests, there to seep...
Unto that gloamy earthy way
Where a good sun grapples dark
Lest they sprout forth in forbidden
life
Bid the flowers rise forever stark
M P 17/1/22
Ā
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My Dear Marion,
As usual, a lovely use of Mother Nature's metaphors.
All my love,
Larry xxx
Thanks so much Larry x
Wow...this is very dark, Marion; beautiful but very dark. Some exquisite imagery in throughout the superb wording. SendingĀ love and hugsĀ xx
Thankyou sincerely Tina for reading my friend and for your always encouraging comments and ā¤
first the title hooked me & then I got played until the end & I was happily reeled in .................................. seriously up my poetic alley Marion .. x
Thanks so much Nev x
You are deeply welcome Marion :) x
New flowers forever stark by stack and stake and stork.
Wonderful write so much conveyed in the grand scheme of things.Ā
Bravo.Ā
Thanks love x
Beautiful words š„°
Thankyou Wendy šx