ForumGarden

Alone by the roadside

Stands this gracious daughter of nature

Displaying her seasonal opulence

In a sturdy posture

Her brown skin is thick

And on a thin waist she rests

Bearing on countless arms

Such catchy succulent breasts

Freely dances she

To the wind's melodious tunes

Swaying back and forth

Shedding away all diseased plumes

Though tied to but one niche

Yet seeming never bored

Housing both winged and wingless

Without a single word

I looked at wise me

Though free as can be

Yet not joyous as my branched peer

Who nurses not tomorrow’s fear

How lovely, the garden was wilting and lifeless, it needed this. Where have all the plants gone?

Well Paula, you've just watered the garden hence the plants will sprout and blossom again. Thanks

That is so sweet, the comfort is healing. :-6

Paula wrote: That is so sweet, the comfort is healing. :-6


Look how you draw poetry from us all. :-6

koan wrote: Look how you draw poetry from us all. :-6
As a matter of fact Paula doesn't just constitute a tonic but epitomizes a pleasant sensation that sparks the poetic intellect to get to work. She's really a source of inspiration.