dressed in their best

 
summer afternoon in

grandmother’s garden

follow sunlit pathway

strawberry blonde girl

clutches watering can

to sprinkle flowers

her smile like daisies

picked by chubby fingers

her cheeks reflect color

of bright hair bow and

bold rose briar blooms

garden and granddaughter

both cultivated, well-groomed

portrait of fresh youth

wholesome in nurture

 

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Girl with Watering Can – Renoir

beloved master

 

sweetest blood-red rose

comes weeping over city

bright tears, mourning star

dying bears love’s stigmata

risen in perfect beauty

 

rose quote quadrille

 

Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose.      ~Gertrude Stein

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(photo by lynn)

 

 

love is a rose is a
rose is a tightly rolled
tender bud is a sweetly
opening blossom is a slow
unfurl of soft petaled glory is an
irresistible, heady fragrance
is a wilting passion ravishly
spent is a sharp thorn
prick to the heart

 

We’re smelling the roses at dVerse poetics and writing 44-word quadrilles!

live smoothly

I want to title this, “pink lemonade” but used word tiles given…

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A poem created with magnetic poem kit  🙂

winter rose

(Listen to choir recording here…with lyrics)


 

haunting winter hymn

lo, how a rose e’er blooming

flute plays minor key

 

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photo copyright: kanzensakura            (used with permission)

This  traditional Christmas carol sings a haunting melody, particularly when breathed through a flute. The flowing hymn hearkens back to Cologne, Germany in the 16th century during an evening snowfall. A high Renaissance tune which switches from solemnity to dance-like quality and back again, in half-frozen syncopation.

Originally sung in adoration of the virgin’s purity, Lutherans (ever reforming!) later tweaked the words to change its focus to Jesus Christ. As the hope of Israel, he fulfills the prophecies of Isaiah, appearing as the Branch, a stem from Jesse’s root, and the Rose of Sharon.

 

A rose in winter…totally unexpected and glorious!


 

Thanks to Toni for hosting the haibun prompt at dVerse and sharing the lovely photo of her mature quince tree blooming prematurely.

 

 

a blossoming troiku

flautist gardener
first solo: to a wild rose
fragrance of music
 

flautist gardener

symphony of pink blossoms

trilling the high notes

 

solo: to wild rose

gardener hums while pruning

bees join orchestra

 

fragrance of music

softly floating vibrato

bow to pink applause

photo by lynn

photo by lynn
 

A troika ia a Russian sleigh pulled by a trio of horses hitched abreast of each other; a troiku is  a form of one base haiku (the sleigh) pulled by three stanzas (the horses), each beginning with a line from the original.   I’m not certain I’ve done it correctly but more information can be found at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai site on this interesting form!

white blossoms

 
 
verdant succulent

thrives beside the salty sea

raises pom-pom cheers

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blooming median

beauty wilts between traffic

perfumes city street

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(photos by lynn__ linking with Chèvre at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai)

pure fragrance

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observe morning star

breathe lily-of-the-valley

touch rose of sharon

 

i belong to my beloved

friend and lover of my soul

 

 

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