One Chinese lantern,
forgotten when the lawn party
was spoiled by a summer downpour,
waves in the drizzly wind
from a nylon string.
Something sad in the air
comingles with the fragrance
of yellow jasmine, yes
yellow jasmine.
Your poem makes me yellow with envy though may i suggest to replace single with lone
I don't believe I've ever smelled jasmine...but this poem makes me want to do so. Lovely poem. I can actually see that poor lantern hanging limply, soggy from the rain... Hugs, Dee
You have painted a beautiful picture, and I can smell the Jasmine... Joey
hmmmmmmm jasmine my favourite I can smell it too lovely poem -10 anjali
Lovely written piece, the sweetness of this poem lingers, I 'll keep coming back to your work..free flowing brilliance. Thanks for clearing the air best wishes Jon.
I like this too... the scent is has been strongly accentuated lasting even after the poem has finished.. one Peace at a time, Deana
I like this. I like your work. Excellent name choice. May it outlive you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Water colors the scent of ennui sways wet on the jasmine wind; And longing is, indeed, yellow.... Simply beautiful. Sandra