Poetry From The Summer Garden The Summer Garden Vibrant, every colour under the sun. Bursting with pride, exuberant ballroom gowns of frills and flounce. She’s a Débutante, she flirts and dances with the breeze; laughs and lifts her face to taste the gentle rain. Violet eyes of Summer skies, long flowing, bouncing curls the colour …
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Welcome Home Spring
Welcome Home Spring Young, fresh, Exuding irresistible naivety; A melange of Eau de N’il Charmeuse and wild fern. Bubbling childlike giggles and twirling carousels, Immune to Winter’s depravity. Her fragrance is pink, peach blossom, bursting into bloom and sweet scented grass, but for all that there’s strength, determination and a warrior light in her eyes. Knowing …
Autumn is Her Name
Autumn Is Her Name She saunters in wearing sky high heels, auburn fired dresses. Titian curls and tresses swirl with a crisp cool breeze. Bedecked in amber, crimson, golden fury, winking jewels, emeralds, garnets, rubies. Eyes of jade, sparkling embers. Smokey, heated, earthy fragrance. She dances a coy rumba through the trees, shifts sensually, …
A Walk in the Woods
A Walk in the Woods A walk in the woods, join me if you wish as I stroll past fountains in the garden. Down a sweeping lawn, through a kissing gate. I turn to wait, holding out my hand for you to take, as we enter into cool serene green. A carpet of bluebells, …
