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Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Sweetpeas














Tissue-veined, with
Tendrils outreaching, a
Delicate honeyed scent.

Ombreing shades of
The color of blood.

Fluted foldings shyly,
Simply beautiful in being.

6 Comments:

Blogger Urban Chick said...

a lovely poem which describes so well a flower i love...

am i your first visitor/commenter? [asks excitedly]

and i like you strapline too...

UC
x

2:02 AM

 
Blogger actonbell said...

That's very nice!

3:24 AM

 
Blogger Kyahgirl said...

Lovely! I was just looking at the Sweet Peas in our garden last night...and smelling them of course.
xoxo

7:28 AM

 
Blogger katiedid said...

I like the subheader very much.

Such a pretty poem - what a nice way to kick things off :)

12:18 PM

 
Blogger still life said...

Oh I'm so happy that you started posting here.

Sweet peas are the most incredible annuals. I use to plant them each spring close to the door so I could watch those little tendrils reaching out. Sooo tender.

12:17 PM

 
Blogger Janey said...

A lovely poem. Sweetpea? That's my nickname for my cat zoe. When I read this I went right over and gave her some nice scratches in her favorite spot just under her chin.

4:56 PM

 

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