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The Memory of Flowers

the tulips
were bleeding
on my dress
as the lilies cried
tears of stone

I watched
the babies breath
enchant
a congregation


but it was the petals
of a white rose
that released a memory
of orchids,

the Orchids
are who I am
blooming in the exotic,
and handled with care

beautiful to behold
in the garden
of my mind 
 

— Seren, Jun 16, 2010

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Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda, P.K.Page, W.H.Auden, to many and various to include them all ...

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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Jayne

I always knew that you were a flower garden! Very nice, makes me feel peaceful, which is hard to do right now. Love, Cat
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

thanks heaps for the comment

thanks heaps for the comment hun this ones still got a couple of tweaks but Ann said something about the Garden of my mind so I decided to write this one for her love and big hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

15 years 11 months ago

Oh how you bloom, you orchid goddess.

Ann of Norway You take away our breath, and suddenly the site takes away your poem just as I start to comment and well, never mind, the memory of it is still fresh even if the words are not here; the rose, its petal smoothe telling you of orchids pure and beautiful their heady scents filling the air around your poem as I read, the sense of Christenings and life, then memories is beautifully expressed here dear Jayne, you bloom yes indeed you bloom and cannot fade in our minds ever. Love to you from your friend Ann. OH golly I see it was for me, I see it also below here so I am up the pole and coming down espy the flower there, in the garden of your mind its a bloom so white, so clean, so pure, so lovely the breath of beauty personified. In the night she gives of strong perfume for the moths to visit her, so now she will have them to flutter her eyelids closed and grant her sleep. Sleep well my orchid friend and thank you for being inspired I love it when I inspire!!
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

my darlin friend … your a

my darlin friend ... your a walking inspiration your outpourings of love wash over us/me and give us a sense of rightness and peace in the world when the rest of us are spinning out of control you centre us and bringing us back to earth where we belong as ground dwellers the poetess of nature you are your words wrap her leaves and petals protecting them with your love nearly a poem but how I feel your a beautiful person I feel blessed to know you and love you big hugs of love JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
SH

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

loved it all

but the last stanza is very special! beautiful JC i see your courage in this! much love shirley harrison
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Shirley

Ann often says to me I bloom poems from the garden of my mind so I was thinking about her the other week and thought I can give her the flowers of my mind and here it is ...shes been so so good to me I can never repay her friendship or love but I can write her these and I know how she understands it so well thanks for the lovely comment that last stanza is a mi of Ann's own words love and hugs JayCee ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

opppsss double post

opppsss double post ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Geezer

Geezer

15 years 11 months ago

Flowers everwhere...

Throughout this work, I see the blooms. The two different founts, made this interesting. I think it was intended to make the two parts stand out from each other, one the scene, the other your thoughts. That was my take, and I liked it. Higgest bugs, and lotta love, ~ Gee
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Gee

YESSSS exactly why there was two fonts Gee .. thanks for seeing that my friend hope you and yours are well ... btw its been a while since you and your grandson have written together ?? hint lol I miss those poems love and big hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Geezer

Geezer

15 years 11 months ago

I'm working on it...

He has a lot going on right now, but I think soon. He is at the end of his school year, and just barely making it. I know he is struggling, but he doesn't accept help well. I just try to be there for him. We are going to the car and bike show this Sunday, even if I don't enter the bike. It looks as though I might not get it ready. But I want to take Jason. This is the first thing we have done together in a while, and he sems like he really wants to go. Maybe I can get him to write something about it. Glad that I got the message of your poem. I think it was a great idea to use the two different fonts, it made it really easy to get the different streams of thought. Take care, see ya soon, Love and higgest bugs, ~ Gee
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

GeeTwo of my sons are

Gee Two of my sons are stubborn like me so it sometimes makes for interesting days lol but we never yell we always debate ... your little man will be fine my boys went through rough years I think its the struggle of growing up ... he will eventually realise your offer of help and I am sure with all the love around him he will be fine like his Pop, enjoy the car and bike show we often go to them lol having three boys they dont like doing girly (or pussy stuff) as they call it lmao I am so happy you liked this one ... and that was the idea of the two to bind the two strains of thought not that I always get it right but its nice to know when my intent is found by the people I write them for love and biggest hugs JayCee x x x (“In time we hate that which we often fear.” William Shakespeare quote)
xena465

xena465

15 years 11 months ago

Beautiful JayCee

Just like you, a wonderful flower in bloom. Xena Quote: Science is what you know; philosophy is what you don't know. - Bertrand Russell
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Xena

Awwwww thank you hun I appreciate the comment, I am going back to bed soon I feel like roadkill 1.30pm here lol hugs to you will have a read of you before I go back to bed btw I loved your last poem hun it was awesome :) big smile love and biggest hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Our dear Ann got me thinking

Our dear Ann got me thinking and this is what came of it .. great to see you round again Elizabeth thanks for the comment love and hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
loved

loved

15 years 11 months ago

roses all the way five million stars toooooooooo

/////beautiful to behold in the garden of my mind////// Seren if a mind be without red roses and thorns it would be a barren ONE which yours is not . so you be the rose of life as I always call myself a rose though anonymous millions to me still propose what they don;t know anything am I straight , a lesbian, or gay or a bisexual on the poetic arenas display still with my heart they continue to play but themselves they betray. lovely or lovedly what ever I be I am and always shall be a rose a rose a rose as ever but still lovely...
loved

loved

15 years 11 months ago

roses all the way five million stars toooooooooo

/////beautiful to behold in the garden of my mind////// Seren if a mind be without red roses and thorns it would be a barren ONE which yours is not . so you be the rose of life as I always call myself a rose though anonymous millions to me still propose what they don;t know anything am I straight , a lesbian, or gay or a bisexual on the poetic arenas display still with my heart they continue to play but themselves they betray. lovely or lovedly what ever I be I am and always shall be a rose a rose a rose as ever but still lovely...
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Loved

I thank you for the lovely comments much appreciated love and hugs JayCee (“In time we hate that which we often fear.” William Shakespeare quote)
judyanne

judyanne

15 years 11 months ago

lovely jc

take your usual bow love judd xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html
Seren

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Thanks Judd

this one was a little whim I wrote for Ann thanks for the read and the comment love and hugs JayCee (“In time we hate that which we often fear.” William Shakespeare quote)