The bay tree let go of her scent.
To an evening breeze who spent,
All of her humour in a little
Tryst enlivening, nothing bitter
Should taste of the gift of roses,
Given when shy silence encloses,
The heart of two,
Meant to ensue,
The adventures that love may,
Bring to them, that pass that way.
AROMA OF A BAY TREE © gillena cox 2022
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Love the rhyming verses Gillena.
ReplyDeleteHappy you passed by Grace
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Nicely done. It has the feel of a myth about it.
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Very nice! nature's aromas are the best!
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Your poem reminded me how much I miss our bay tree, Gillena.
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Love how you opened and closed with the same line.
ReplyDeleteYou have mistaken the title for an opening line Björn🙃
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How lovely it would be to visit your country, enjoy the scent of your bay trees!
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This is gorgeously rendered, Gillena!! 😍😍
ReplyDeleteWe use bay leaf so much in cooking. Your beautiful verse brought the arima of it, Gillena. 💙
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Thanks for your appreciation Sanaa
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A romantic little ditty there, lovely!
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