in some deep sun-glowed leaves
with fresh air and bright colors
is it such a relief to play
at terrace every day?
with butterfly flies over
hiding in the orchid there
where spring wind blows
moving on narrow bushes
O jasmine! meet me
I kneel and love thee
if you were still
here for awhile
O rose! sing a song
echoing out of very long
do you wait for a honey bee
standing by a fountain lonely?
peacock comes in a casual way
read from paper at door and say
have we tried so hard to watch you
when wizened apples falling through?
in some high star-shone comets
with new nuance and tune that sparkle
is it such a romance to light a candle
at this very moment of ours?
(with great admiration to Anne Bradstreet's poems)
oh that's very beautiful and romantic...that what i call the real poetry.you reminded me of the old english poets like keats and wordsworth! great job my friend thanks for sharing
Thyanks for the virtual stroll in through Bradstreet's Flower House. The images of the flowers were stiking leaving me awe struck, Thanks for sharing
what i see here is a poem of beauty... what i know here is a poet with great pen and ink.
Ahmad, my visit to your garden was very pleasant and refreshing.A colorful poem with striking imagery.10(but the voting does not work for me) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed my journey with you through the flower house. A very fine poem. Lynn