scent of lavender
bites and clings,
sings
Copyright 2021 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes:
May your day be magical and full of scents and sunshine.
The poem was inspired by my July visit to the Cornell Botanical Gardens in Ithaca, NY. Remembering July, before the Delta variant took over conversation. A few words from another poet:
…the future is a faded song, a Royal Rose or a lavender spray
Of wistful regret for those who are not yet here to regret,
Pressed between yellow leaves of a book that has never been opened. — TS Eliot
15 thoughts on “Lavender Song”
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Wonderful poem and photo with the scent of lavender seeping in. Abundant blessings, MW 🙏
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What a lovely comment, thank you! Blessings to you as well.
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Succinct but beautiful! I can smell the sweet aroma!
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Thanks! What a lovely comment.
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I enjoyed reading this and
I appreciate your hard work!. I know You have an impressive grip on this topic!
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Thank you! Have a great day.
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Lovely photo and poem.
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Thank you! Nice to hear from you.
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Gorgeous shot, fab haiku and sweet poem! Thank you, Brenda!
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Thanks, Resa! 🙂
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Beautiful poem and love the TS quote.
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Thanks, Cindy. Thanks for making the world more beautiful with your photographs!
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beautiful lavender – i love it and love the poem
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Thanks, Beth!
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