Flourishing
in the spiny bush,
the
spiny, spiny, spiny bush-
swaying
to melodies of thrush,
swaying
to rhythmic breeze.
Snuggling
around the tall trees,
the
tall, tall, tall trees-
listening
to the sounds of bees,
listening
to every heartbeat.
Its
fragrance fills the air sweet,
the
air, air ,air sweet-
a
delightful red rosy treat.
a
delightful lovely rosy sight.
The
sunshine glow kisses it right,
kisses
,kisses, kisses it right-
imparting
the golden delight,
imparting
the sparkling hues.
Flourishing
in the spiny bush,
imparting
the sparkling hues.
The
Rhyming Wave is a poetry form created by Katharine L. Sparrow, American writer
and poet who writes on Allpoetry.com.
OMG...I feel like singing it, dear Vandana :)
ReplyDeletePerfect, your words read as the waves on a stream, just perfect!
ReplyDeleteLovely with those changing lines, that mimic the vine which is the topic of your writing.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely gorgeous!!❤️
ReplyDeleteA lovely piece which flows smoothly, I agree with Sumana, your poem feels as though one could sing it.
ReplyDeleteThe lovely flow of your words brings a delightful scent to the scene.
ReplyDeleteA rosy delight! Good one😊
ReplyDeleteA rosy delight! Good one😊
ReplyDeleteswaying to melodies of thrush,
ReplyDeleteswaying to rhythmic breeze
One can discover such poetic movements in the bush if one cares enough to observe. And you did it Vandana!
Hank
A very sweet smelling write!
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