I wish I could have been in the Garden,
Where first you groomed those tender rows of rhyme,
When the Sculptor, the Doctor, the Poet,
Planted seeds ripe for the marking of time.
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Yesterday may steal some light within us, But shadowed facades the sun exposes just like scars, Pooling rain bridging sojourns together… Love is a surge on our way to the stars. I think this is the best stanza of the poem. It ties in all of your other ideas. This is superb craftsman ship G.B. Smith (Bear)
Hey there Elaine I love your poetic heart. You paint pictures with your words G.B. Smith
wow....beautiful what tender ideas and metaphors liked sat... :)
A beautiful poem of fine images.Very delicate too.
Pooling rain bridging sojourns together… Love is a surge on our way to the stars.. .. touching expression. Beautiful poem on love and pain having stunning expression. Thanks for sharing.
Where first you groomed those tender rows of rhyme, excellent imagery inserted, thanks for sharing the poem with us
Pooling rain bridging sojourns together… Love is a surge on our way to the stars. art, love, life, poems..... cogitations.. very nice poem.. thanku very much dear poetess for this original poem.. tony
The Sculptor, the Doctor, and the Poet do make a good gardener. Where can they be found, haha?
In the line: To harbour love within its living vase. - the last word vase could easily be substituted with place
Hello George, Very kind of you to read. I agree, that last word could indeed be substituted with place. Thank you
This easily is the finest, most anticipated poem of the year (to date.) . My deepest respect, for the writer and her esteemed subject pending. My desire is to request to read it out loud, but I dare not tempt fate; content to admire this cause and effect, of two perfect voices blending. Myke
Hello Michael, Thank you for your lovely poem, and for being a grand supporter! You may read all you want, I am pleased that you would want to. I almost needed training wheels for this one... ;)
Yesterday may steal some light within us. Love is a surge on our way to the stars. Very brilliantly penned poem is shared is amazing.10
What a delightful poem. You have a great talent