Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on July 26, 2018 Posted under Photography, Poetry Comments 49 Comments Rose Poetry pink petals scent rises like hope music on the wind Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Notes: My haiku are imperfect, but nonetheless I scatter them. Happy Poetry Friday and thanks to Catherine at Reading to the Core for hosting! Ways to Share this:EmailPrintMoreTwitterTumblrPinterestPocketFacebookGoogleLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related FlowerhaikuhopemusicnaturepoemPoetry Post navigation ← A BOOK BY THE BROOK — Nothing Stopped Sophie Climbing with Elegance → 49 thoughts on “Rose Poetry” Such a fragrant poem and image Brenda, I’m picking up it’s glorious scent, thanks! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Michelle. It’s hard to find time for writing now that my kids are home for the summer. But I’m eking out a few posts. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I sat, exhausted ….this “pink rose” refreshed me with its aroma….. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks! Glad you felt lifted. LikeLike Reply Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented: ALL THAT PREP TIME—WORTH EVERY SCENT, FLOWER AND SEASON! BEAUTIFULLY DONE! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I love summer. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply By the way, I nominated your blog for the Mystery Blogger Award, but there’s no obligation to participate. Have a great day! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, I appreciate being nominated very much. I stopped doing awards when I started writing novels and submitting to agents. It was too time consuming, but I still appreciate the thought and wish you much success. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Beautiful words of Haiku, Brenda. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Kamal. LikeLike Reply Welcome Brenda LikeLiked by 1 person Reply lovely lovely! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Beautiful picture…sweet If you don’t mind at all can you check out my site https://nigelnstephen.wordpress.com/2018/07/28/if-wishes-were-sketches/ LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Very passionate verses. Thanks for stopping by. LikeLike Reply I can smell the heavenly scent. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Summer’s glory. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Imperfect? I think they are just dandy! And I can smell this poem as I read it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks, Sally. I aspire to write better haiku. Meanwhile, I’m smelling the roses. 😉 LikeLike Reply My older granddaughter and I, today, walked through the neighborhood and stopped to smell the roses, “music on the wind”. Perfect, Brenda. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Thanks, Linda. LikeLike Reply Your haiku is as perfect as the rose in the photo! LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Awww, thank you! LikeLike Reply I love your haiku, especially “scent rises like hope.” I wouldn’t change a word. Thank you for sharing! LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Thanks, Catherine, I appreciate your words. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I love your haiku just the way it is. Whenever I’m short on time, I will try to squeeze out a haiku, but mine oftentimes feel flat and dull–I’ve got the syllables down, but not the feel quite yet. I think you did a fantastic job! LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Thank you! Wow. I feel like the epiphany part often eludes me. LikeLike Reply All good poetry is imperfect. Really sweet poem! x LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Thank you! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I think that your poem is perfect just as it is. Your photograph made me so envious – all my roses were destroyed by beetles when we were away this June 😦 LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Awww, those darn beetles! And thank you. 🙂 LikeLike Reply I think the poem is great. I love how you parallel the scent to music on the wind. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Thank you. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Those roses look like they are sending hope out in every direction! I can smell it from here 🙂 LikeLiked by 2 people Reply You can’t be despairing in the presence of such roses. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Gasp! That photo is stunning! I love it so much….it took me a while to scroll down to the words which, of course, pair beautifully with the petals singing. Another winner, Brenda. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Thanks, Linda. Isn’t nature grand? LikeLike Reply Dear Brenda, thank you for scattering your perfect-for-me-this-morning haiku. Lovely! (And I will share with my mom, who adores roses.) xo LikeLiked by 3 people Reply I love that you might share it with your mom. Makes my heart feel gooey. XOXO LikeLike Reply Love all of your scattered poems, including this one. Thanks for sharing. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Thanks, Kim! LikeLike Reply Reblogged this on Ace Friends & Bloggers News. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Ah, such Sweetness! 😎😎😎😎😎 LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Thanks, Dorna. LikeLike Reply I like music on the wind. It makes me think of fairies hiding behind the folds of the flower petals. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Another vote for “scent rises like hope!” What a beautiful line! I’m always buoyed by the scent of roses in the air. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Thanks, Molly. 🙂 LikeLike Reply I love ‘scent rises like hope.’ LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Thanks, Beth. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Comments welcome! Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. 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