An Ode to Pink

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    An Ode to Pink

    An Ode to Pink

    Taronis – ‘00

     

    A wisp of air with a familiar scent

    I pick this bouquet so fragrant

    Of fresh and ripe and full of juice

    Carried on pink-scented winds

     

    A flower spread, drips with dew

    A soft caress, a touch, so moist

    A singular spot amid the pedals

    A cherry rose amid the tangle

     

    Odor fervent and full and musk

    Senses tingle at her dusk

    Pedals open, this fire rushes

    The touch, the feel, the wetness

     

    All the perfect sites are pink

    Gives a lad some cause to think

    Into this fen his soul to sink

    Of her nectar so to drink 

     

    Splendor, rapture incarnate

    In this space so inviting

    A rose garden so enticing

    What wonder, so full and rich!


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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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