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Flowers, fresia, lily of the valley, poetry, roses, sweet william
Sweet William. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Sensuous Sweet William,
swaying slowly and with ease,
sickly scent suffuses,
cloying at the breeze.
Floral, fragrant, Freesias,
a heady, heavenly perfume,
flimsy, fickle, finicky,
punctuates juvenile June.
Lilly or the Valley,
valiant, staunch, verbose,
remembrance and reminisce,
of fallen family close.
Romantic, rotund, Roses,
their drama does delight,
pervading, perfumes profligate,
part, prophetic poets’ heart.
Renoir’s painting of cabbage roses, Roses in a vase (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
© Flowers 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Worldly Winds 
I like these flowers. I love your poem.
They are flowers that have been symbolic in my life 🙂
….and symbolic in mine,
my….what an extravagant last stanza…delightful
Oh )blush(
thank you 🙂
Words as lush and extravagant as Renoir’s painting of roses. Divine. Virginia
Aw thank you Virginia xxx
Very witty.
Thank you 🙂
I aim to please 😀
Not often you see a feature made of the Sweet William – pure pleasure to read
Aw Thank you!
Sweet Williams are always a sturdy reliable pleaser 🙂
Oh aye that they are – always they have a place in my garden
🙂
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