A poetic blog to entertain my inner muse and express the ramblings of my heart. " I Choose the Frequency of Love"
Memories of Arlene still grow in my garden. This is so sweet.
Two worlds coming together, night and day!
vibrantly alive.. that's what one should be!!!!
How beautiful.
Dramatic and beautiful. As the tulips are.
This is absolutely breath-taking!❤️
Hi Truedessa - two lips never go, yet sadly the tulips are nearly over for this year ... but they are magnificent. Love your poem to them ... cheers Hilary
What a refreshing and playful poem
Spring-fever is in the air *grin* Lovely, lovely, lovely
Tulips bring back so many memories, thank you,Elizabeth
Two worlds as one can sure shine like the sun
Lovely, sweet, romantic. I love tulips.
Sad that tulips don't last longer. They are such a beautiful way to start Spring. Your poem is exquisite.
Told you you were bright.
Tulips were my favorite flower as a youngster with their simple but persuasive beauty.
Wow, that makes me feel vibrantly alive too.
Oh, this is Gorgeous!
a wildflower in moonlightinhaling your scentHow nice to be accorded the presence of a loved one with fragrances!Hank
Beautiful words, beautiful tulips, Truedessa; always a harbinger of spring!
So sad that I can never think of tulips without Tiny Tim tiptoeing through them... The poem, however, thumbs UP! :-)
Very romantic! Love your words! Big Hugs!
Beautiful play on words, very vivid and thoughtfully written too. Warm greetings and thank you for stopping by!
Memories of Arlene still grow in my garden. This is so sweet.
ReplyDeleteTwo worlds coming together, night and day!
ReplyDeletevibrantly alive.. that's what one should be!!!!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful.
ReplyDeleteDramatic and beautiful. As the tulips are.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely breath-taking!❤️
ReplyDeleteHi Truedessa - two lips never go, yet sadly the tulips are nearly over for this year ... but they are magnificent. Love your poem to them ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteWhat a refreshing and playful poem
ReplyDeleteSpring-fever is in the air *grin* Lovely, lovely, lovely
ReplyDeleteTulips bring back so many memories, thank you,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Two worlds as one can sure shine like the sun
ReplyDeleteLovely, sweet, romantic. I love tulips.
ReplyDeleteSad that tulips don't last longer. They are such a beautiful way to start Spring. Your poem is exquisite.
ReplyDeleteTold you you were bright.
ReplyDeleteTulips were my favorite flower as a youngster with their simple but persuasive beauty.
ReplyDeleteWow, that makes me feel vibrantly alive too.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is Gorgeous!
ReplyDeletea wildflower in moonlight
ReplyDeleteinhaling your scent
How nice to be accorded the presence of a loved one with fragrances!
Hank
Beautiful words, beautiful tulips, Truedessa; always a harbinger of spring!
ReplyDeleteSo sad that I can never think of tulips without Tiny Tim tiptoeing through them... The poem, however, thumbs UP! :-)
ReplyDeleteVery romantic! Love your words! Big Hugs!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful play on words, very vivid and thoughtfully written too.
ReplyDeleteWarm greetings and thank you for stopping by!