May I offer you a poem, Mademoiselle?

Morning Glory





Alone stirring in my despair,


Restless fears would never cease.


Pining for hope, which seemed so rare,


You uprooted me with peace.





Softly like snow-on-the-mountain,


Airy like love-in-a-mist,


You gently nurtured me with care


Like petals by dawn's light kiss'd.





The glow of your skin, carnation-


A Venus, your looks entice-


Cute as a black-eyed susan-


My own bird of paradise.





For one so sweet and innocent


To arouse me from my death!


You show'r me with "forget-me-not's"


And whisper in baby's breath.





A rose sun blossoms in the sky,


The start of a new story.


It feels so good to be alive,


Thanks to my morning glory!





-swoosh








Comments/ Critiques?

May I offer you a poem, Mademoiselle?
Very well done, great flow. So did you work at a nursery in your younger days? If I counted right, 8 varieties. Nice line: and whisper in baby's breath.
Reply:This is so very graceful, endearing and well written. I love the imagery of lovely blossoms. So beautiful. Thank you.
Reply:As flowery as an English garden, I could smell the fragrance.
Reply:"You uprooted me with peace"---what a marvelous image!
Reply:Sounds like somebody gave Wood a Swooshie...I mean...
Reply:awesomeeee :]





you should do my poetry project for me =] Just kidding.
Reply:Great poem. I would not change anything about it. Good job
Reply:Oh dear, it's lovely. And the question.... How could anyone resist?