Full Bloom Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
Full Bloom
Infatuated by her fragrance...
And the apples of her cheeks
She drew him in as a moth to a flame;
In a garden-where only lovers arms embrace;
Near a pond-where mirrored bodies reflect;
Entwined in the emerald tendrils of grass
Only the breeze knows of their splendor;
Summer is like a never ending fire-you know...
Where reckless abandon-never sleeps
But stirs-wide awake-as the summer sun at high noon;
By: Theodora Onken
March 14,2012
Dedicated to love and lovers everywhere.
Linda Maree, i thank you for your wonderful words. Glad you liked this.
I almost thought i felt a warm breeze upon my back with this poem. Beautiful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/26/2026 6:08:20 PM # rel_20260826T082754Z_99b456e
SO evocative and romantic, 'entwined in the emerald tendrils of grass.' It's beautiful here today. I need to go outside. And the line that 'summer is a never ending fire'....I like that too. Well done.