Echoes Of Lavender

(a revamped poem)

mist rises as newly birthed disc

of sun kisses easterly horizon's cheek

promising heightened heat on a 

sultry summer day

clouds like chariots fly past at rapid

speed in a part blue sapphire sky

hurtling on a journey to certain

dissipation

we walk waist high through scented

spikes of  fragrant purple lavender

alive with a charm of worker bees

buzzing busily at the seams

he asks me if this is a touch of heaven

I don't know I replied though when I

die if it echoes what we share here

then maybe dreams become reality

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... another Summer is fading into Autumn... and still your poem has touched my heart... our Crepe Myrtle is in full bloom and the colours stir our emotions. A kiss of Hibiscus will be a way to survive until God gives us Spring. Winter has its Beauty with silhouettes of bygone days. Another Year to Pray... Amen.. Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, so pleased you enjoyed my echoes of lavender poem. I do not know what a Creoe Myrtle is, so I will have to look it up. Always pleased to receive such poetic responses from your the flourish of your pen. All good wishes,

Chris

[Orphic dreamer]

You are outstandingly talented in writing poetry of magnificent features. Each verse punches so well with the overall poem!

[Chris Shaw]

Love your avatar Orphic dreamer. Thank you so much for your visit and your very generous review.
read moreLove your avatar Orphic dreamer. Thank you so much for your visit and your very generous review.

Chris

[Shelley Warner]

What a beautiful morning you describe. I like that you and your loved one walk through the lavendar and wonder if this is what Heaven is like.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Shelley. Really appreciate your visit.

Chris

[Stella Armour]

Yes, it was a touch of heaven as well you know; these precious moments are so very spiritual that they take us to another level..

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Stella for your visit. Hope all is good and life is being kind to you.

Chris

[ABDUL WAHAB]

Nice title Chris. The poem is nicely written.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you very much for reading and leaving a comment.

Chris

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Oh how I love the last verse... If our golden days echoes later on a burning summer day, then that was definitely a heaven! I thoroughly enjoyed your descriptive verses... It's a pleasure to read you...

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Sima, I love lavender. Thank you for your lovely review.

Chris

[Aldo kraas]

Echoes of lavender Is a beautiful poem
I truly enjoyed your poem
Please keep up with you writing
More poems

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Aldo for your lovely review. You are appreciated.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

a lovely poem here
scented poetry of
lavender ..the title
lured me in..
Echoes of Lavender
love it; and the last verse
sums it all up so nicely

nice work Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fran Marie for your kind review. Most appreciated.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

you're so
very welcome;

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

what lovely images that you painted in your writing. Tangible and visible to the minds eye. I love the scent of lavender. It's my wish to die with the last scent I smell being lavender. Thank you for sharing your art, Chris. You are a wonderful writer.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Carlos. I think lavender is a wonderful scent too. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and fir your encouragement regarding my writing. Means alot.

Chris

[lightsong]

I was feeling refreshed and uplifted while reading your words here at this morning, until your last verse it's when You took my breath away, it's that marvelous magical touch that makes a poem to be remembered...

[Chris Shaw]

Dear lightsong, always so encouraging and kind with your comments. I thank you so.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... the Charm of worker bees amongst
the Lavender is a Promise that Life is still surviving.
Lovely poetry always. Trying to catch up on your poems...
blending thoughts. gently, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

The bees are so important for our survival Pat. Always a joy to see them. More so when they are dancing with lavender. Always a joy too when you visit and leave your poetic thoughts. Sending love across the pond.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

You are my Star that I hitch my Wagon of hopes and dreams… when Moonbeams shine in darkest times…. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, I read that you are grieving for your sister in law. I am so sorry she has passed. Take good care of yourself and Roger while you grieve. Your loss will soften in time, but it is hell first.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Chris… Priscilla is our Angel … we have three of her Oil Paintings… Spring, Autumn and Winter. She will always be our Summer… warm with the scents of blossoms… gently, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

You will cherish and appreciate those paintings for your lifetime Pat. What a welcome those angels would have given her:)