Wafting Wildflower Musings

You whispered so gently when you tucked violets behind my ear
as we writhe on a bed of windswept  poppy petals,      the earth moved
the sun shone on your face whilst the moon dipped in our sighs,

that was the last time I felt your warmth aside me
yet in the stirring chill of unfurled dark November mornings,
I can still smell the wafting scent of wildflowers in my hair

Reviews

[s y e]

This is so heart wrenching, stunning and just beautiful. There is so much emotion to it.

"as we writhe on a bed of windswept poppy petals, the earth moved
the sun shone on your face whilst the moon dipped in our sighs,"

-- wow Frieda, you write some amazing lines that just blow my mind.... This is what I call perfection.

[Frieda P]

Thanks noodlebumble, I'd dance to this review but ya know....muchly appreciated! x

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Your writing is soft and gentle.Potent. I can almost smell the violets and poppies .
It is as if the person has gone forever. A lovely poem .Sad thought tho, gone forever. So good we have our memories.

Chloe

[Frieda P]

Thanks Chloe, what a sweet review, muchly appreciated.

[Chloe..Across the Universe]

You're very welcome , my pleasure.

[OTownPete]

A very pleasant red Frieda. Memory can be so powerful when we desire it.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Pete, nice to see you're still around.

[Angi]

This feels like a goodbye of sorts. The memories will always linger. I like the soft images you presented here, Frieda. Lovely and sad. Angi~

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Angi.

[Rita L. Sev]

The images you bring forth in this are achingly beautiful, Frieda. November winds whisper in your words...

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Rita....jazzed you enjoyed.

[kublakhan27]

If you've ever wondered why it takes me so long to comment on your work, it's because I always save your pieces for last on the days I devote to reviewing. There are a number of reasons for this, and I'm sure you know me well enough to be able to cite them ;P November just became a lot more ominous to me. I'm reminded here of how hard it is to say goodbye, be it romantic, or familial, or any other circumstance. Still there is always a haunting beauty in your words that grabs me by the soul and doesn't let go for a while after they have been read. You are indeed a kindred spirit Mrs.R.

[Frieda P]

Awh Benji, you've touched me heart with this one, thanks so much my dear friend. x

[kublakhan27]

I'm always happy when I'm able to do that love :) x

[Baby Ricochet]

Why that's mighty perdy mam.

[Frieda P]

Ha now that made me smile, thanks Ric.

[Einstein Noodle]

so enchantingly melancholy ... i am drunk now ..with the ".. scent of wildflowers in my (her) hair" God bless you Frieda!! love and peace always
E.

[Frieda P]

As I am drunk in your luverly review my sweet friend....right back atcha. xo

[TL Boehm]

This is achingly sad, beautifully tender and simply saturated with feeling.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Tam, jazzed you enjoyed.

[Cassie]

This is a sweet poem yet sad at the end. Hope you have been well

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Sunshine.