My nose misses roses
through long winter days,
but Trader Joe’s knows.
There, summers scents
come in cellophane.
Green can be seen
even mid-blizzard,
snow caked to my boots,
hats, gloves and scarf
bulging from pockets.
Centuries past, we
embroidered sachets with
blooms and stuffed them with
petals to get us through
long, cold nights.
Our modern world brings
summer any season,
a joy beyond reason.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: Happy Easter to all celebrating! Springs rains are falling. My laptop is dying. But still I am dreaming of summer. This is my weekly love note to Poetry Friday. This week, it’s hosted thanks to Heidi Mordhorst at My Juicy Little Universe. She shares a poignant poem about an empty nest, hopeful of spring bringing back its maker.
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Ode to the roses – how lovely this time of year!♥ Love your picture too, they look absolutely gorgeous!
I hope you can get yourself sorted with a new laptop. Oh, these technical things, so annoying, they spoil your fun! 🙂
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Yes, I will get it sorted. I sacrificed my video making for the moment. I haven’t made videos for awhile anyway. No recording until I get my storage situation sorted. 🙂 Thanks for all you time here today. Wow. I am honored.
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Funny how we both managed to have flowers for Easter, Brenda. ❤ Your poem was lovely with the photo was professional, glossy and dewy with the scent escaping from my cell phone. I liked the idea of even when we have snow crusted boots, we may find flowers in the grocery refrigerator.
I liked pressing roses from corsages in the past. My Mom is a rose lover while there is a spicy tang to carnations no one fully imitates which prefer!
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That is funny. 🙂
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I am smilng at how I amused you with the “spicy tang” of carnations, Brenda. My girls almost always get me mums for my fall birthday and carnations for spring bouquets. 🙂
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Both are beautiful, long-lasting flowers. That’s smart of them. Roses go so fast. But then, of course, you can get more. 😉
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Beautiful!
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Thanks! 🙂
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Love the roses. Beautiful story to go with them.
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Thanks!
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Happy Easter, Brenda….I’m looking forward to seeing some roses and other flowers appearing very soon!
Vijay
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Hi Vijay, I’d like to see some flowers in my yard soon. 🙂
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Hello sweet Brenda. I hope you are doing well and had a wonderful Easter holiday. Just coming by to say Hi and have a beautiful week! ❤
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Thanks, MM! I hope the new plan is helping BB already. We had a lovely Easter, lots of joy, a pretty dress for my girl and chocolate. I even got to hunt for a few eggs myself. LOL
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AWE I love knowing that so much! I love pretty dresses and chocolate for sure! I also love to hunt eggs. I’m happy for you!
We are waiting on her doctor to order everything. I just got a message from his nurse that he won’t be in till later this week so I’m anxious to hear! 😀 xoxo
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Fingers crossed.
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Enjoyed this, Brenda. The contrasts between snow and green, the scent that gets us through long winter nights. Very sensory poem!
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Thanks, Tabatha!
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Roses for noses and noses for roses, it seems. 🙂 Rose appreciation.
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🙂
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They’ll be here before you know it. We have a number of bushes, with buds ready to open.
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The forsythia is near blooming here.
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How sweet is this? A joy beyond reason, indeed… thank you for sharing!
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Thanks, Irene. The book arrived like an early Easter present. Thank you again!
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Commenting, late, it’s snowing again, but won’t be as much this time “they” say. Someone told me once that we’ve lost the ability to treasure some things because we have them all the time, like flowers and strawberries, etc. But this is the life we live, and I love that you treasure your roses, Brenda, and that Trader Joe’s fulfills your wish. I buy flowers every week at my store, am grateful for them all winter. Lovely poem of today!
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Yes, blueberries and strawberries all year round is another awesome part of our modern world. You must be far north. We are getting rain all day.
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This is a sweet one, Brenda–joy beyond reason indeed. I’m partial to tulips, myself–so clean and definite. My nose is also noticing the tulip magnolias that are blooming all over here–aaaaaaahh!
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We don’t have many blooms yet. That makes the rare daffodils the more precious. And I’m still appreciating the floral offerings. 🙂
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Great post Brenda. Beautiful photo. Have a wonderful Bunny/Birthday weekend. I hope you have a lovely time and all your eggs are marshmallow and dark chocolate. ❤
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LOL I prefer PB and chocolate. 😉
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Okay, good to know. Love the poem. It’s wonderful:)
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Your post pairs nicely with Margaret Simon’s this week, Brenda. Even without snow on the ground, I may have to go out and buy myself a bouquet to celebrate Poetry Friday.
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It seemed a good fit this week.
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Funny, a co-worker got an amazing bouquet of roses today at work from her husband. I had never seen one like it. All the women were going nuts over it…. They are so lovely.
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Aw, I love it when men do that.
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Wish some of mine had, maybe I still would have one 😉
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I’ve tried to train the hubby to get flowers, and it has sort of taken hold. A little. Dutifully. LOL I need to work on my boys. Raise them to do romantic gestures without embarrassment. 🙂
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Good luck! 🌻🌼🌹
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🙂 Thanks for the lovely flowers. 😉
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Such a delightful uplifting poem… 🙂
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Thanks!
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Thank goodness for Trader Joe’s and its very affordable flowers!
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Amen!
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oh, so lucky to find this little breaths of spring, wherever we may find them ) happy easter to you and yours, and may true spring arrive soon )
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True spring, yay! Happy Easter to you, too.
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You want a nosegay!
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Yes! LOL
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A delightful poem Brenda. Have a great Easter break.
xxx Gigantic Hugs xxx
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Thanks, David! Have a great time with your family.
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What a sweet, winsome poem. I love the idea of old fashioned sachets getting us through the long days of winter. Thank you for this lovely bouquet of poetic fragrance today. 🙂
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I used to put some with my smalls, and they would smell of lavender all winter long. I put some lavender in my towel drawers still. 🙂
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Thank you for a most fragrant insight: “Centuries past, we embroidered sachets with blooms and stuffed them with petals to get us through long, cold nights.” Never looked at sachets that way! God bless you for another beautiful look at what our noses enjoy, too, roses!
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My grandmother used to have sachets. I remember her giving me some as a child. They smelled of lavender or roses.
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Now that you say that, my grandmother did, too. Kept some in her bureau. Thanks for the nice reminder-memory!
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Exquisite.
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Thanks!
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How I so long for it :O
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It’s coming!
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sooner! sooner! lol
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I wish that, too. Maybe it will come early this year, like Easter has. 🙂
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The past months certainly flew by huh!
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Roses help me let them slide by with happy thoughts. 🙂
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They are the best that way
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☺️
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