Rondeau: An Evergreen

         Parijata, Sorrowful Tree

Will you come with me, where the nights
linger long, steeped flowering white
      blooms, aromatic as primrose
      red & full.   The moon will stand close
            cradling our words, silver & light -


Come & take my hands, oiled, stained bright
of saffron.   They're yours to hold tight      
       when all else fails you, I propose -
            Come with me


Be my first love & second sight
I'll bear sun's ire if we take flight    
     This forest, we'll garden a house             
     evergreen, lush of poems & prose    
With sky as sole witness, tonight
            Come with me



Posted for:   Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Language of Flowers
& D'verse Poets Pub - Rondeau Form - that's fifteen line poems using only 2 rhymes, set out in three stanzas of 5, 4, and 6 lines respectively, with a refrain that forms the opening of the first line and the last line of stanzas two and three. The rhyme scheme is Refrain-a, a, b, b, a -          a, a , b, Refrain -        a, a, b, b, a, Refrain.

Tanka poems: Autumn

autumn is like a book
worn, frayed & inked of yellow -
but run your fingers
      along my spine & inhale the words
      they're like flowers, fresh from rain -

Just a Picture:   Blossom

~0~0~0~

petals fading dark edges
leaves bursting in fiery shades
crimson, orange-dusk-

       kiss me like a hungry bird
       ravishing the last fallen apple    
  

~0~0~0~

this moon-stained night 
oak trees are trembling behind clouds
smoky black & grey -
      clock ticks a heavy omen, love 
      stay- even if dawn burns us -  

Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Tanka Poems

Shared with Poets United ~
Happy weekend ~

Cherished

You are cherished

rose print, tucked in my memory

You are cherished

sunset, orange-framed, untarnished  

as sea bore you on ivory

hands, cradled vessel…. till blurry-

You are cherished

Picture credit @  Heaven

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Form for All - Hosted by Tony M ~

Poetry form:   Rondelet:   This is a typical French form that uses a refrain and two rhymes. The first, third and last line are four syllables or two feet, and the four lines remaining are eight syllables or four feet.  This gives a rhyme scheme of: A. b. A. a. b. b. A

A spring sonnet

The falling snowflakes are fierce this morning,
Deceivingly soft, they sting like bitter 
Grapefruit on chapped lips, sharp as your absence

     The room shrinks to tiny, moved by mourning     
     Even the wind relents as trees shiver
     Like lost verses, cut from the roots, condense 

Air wraps the window, milky sheen turning 
Frosted glass, I trace your name in silver 
Then light up the candles with sweet incense 

    The pages in my hands turn to saplings  
    Your words echo, a deep tunneled river                      
    Reminding me to wait, with calm patience  

I whisper - come soon-  like spring , quivering
A thirsty bee, and I'll be a rose, unfurling

 Showers of Roses

Posted for:   D'verse Poets Pub - Sonnet written in four tercets and a couplet. Rhyme scheme abc abc abc abc aa (or bb or cc).  I welcome constructive inputs on my writing.  Thanks for the visit.

Night roses

at night, red roses
       shrivel like fearful poems,
       afraid of slightest light & breeze -
   
blossoming petals
       hide under bed skirts,
       ashamed of bold & silky thoughts -    
               
round leaves falter
       under weight of thorny encounters,
       hesitant in its footing-

lost is the fragrant
      water, that oils the tongue,
      sweeter than red wine & cream-

one by one, petals fall
      like dead language-
      & i, alone & sleep-starved, 

don't remember why it is even there -  

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Poetics:   Dominant Impression in Artistic Description - Hosted by Kelvin S.M. ~  Thanks for the visit ~   

Black orchid

Among five daughters,


she was black orchid among roses. 

Deep-purple veins on mid-wife's hands, she believed in destiny.   

Upon meeting him, wanted to marry him

though he was playful with ladies.

No cussing tongue, wild temper, stopped his wandering eye.   

Drama and fireworks were their bed pillows.    

When he unexpectedly died, Grandma withered, 

palest velvet-rose.  


Posted for:   D'verse Poets Pub:  Writing characters 
and Flash Fiction Friday - Write a story in 55 words for the the G-man.    


Picture credit:   here

Stumbling for Forget-Me-Nots

 Still Life, 1670, detail by Jean François de Le Motte

you wrote a letter

and pinned it on the board

forgotten

you scribbled sweet nothings 

across pamphelt and left it 

dangling      

you hid the truth under the 

flowing strokes, obscure lines 

in the journal of us

your words hammered  

until they were rubber bands, 

wounding tight around my chest

so don't look for me 

in the wooden panels of the room,

pining for the ship to anchor us    

i am outside, 

stumbling for Forget-Me-Nots,

and dancing with the wind  

                                           Copy Right © 2012 Hannah Gosselin ~ Stumbling for Forget-Me-Nots

                                                                    
Posted for:   The Mag 121
and Imaginary Garden with Real Toads:   Photography by Hannah Gosselin  

Only hers

he gave her a bouquet of red roses
one dozen in full bloom 
pressing her nose close
she inhaled guilt


she scattered the red petals
amidst their bed as passion flew 
he shouted his love fealty  
she heard betrayal


madness came on thorns of the red roses 
... striking, hitting, carving         
until blood stained white 

inking color into blackest night

solitary rose in bloodied hands 
shifted from red to deathly coal 
succeeding in what she wanted  
his heart belongs only to her 

Author's note:   This post is for Poetry Jam hosted by Kat Mortesen.  The prompt is about flowers but something dark, nothing pretty or flowery.    Please check out what the others are jamming about this week.   

About black roses:    They don't exist in nature but the color is created due to cross breeding.   The flowers called black roses are actually shades of a very dark red color, purple or maroon.   To deepen a color of a rose place a dark rose in a vase of water mixed with black ink.        

July 21, 2011 Update:   This post has been offered for d'Verse - Meeting the Bar: Critique Friday.  Based on the comments, I have revised the original post.

picture credit:  http://purplefairies.tumblr.com/post/4424763202