Strolling the rose fields,
soft fragrance crystallised in memory
of a speckled sea of rich colours, pausing —
touching in balmy stillness.
Poem and painting Copyright Francis 2021
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Strolling the rose fields,
soft fragrance crystallised in memory
of a speckled sea of rich colours, pausing —
touching in balmy stillness.
Poem and painting Copyright Francis 2021
Lovely painting, a perfect pairing with your excellent poem. Nicely done!
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thank you!
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You are most welcome.
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Francis, your poem takes me to a magnificent park, the Garden of Roses, in early June.
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Thank you! Wouldn’t it be nice to be there now?
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What a lovely blog! Thank you!
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Thank you so much!
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Of course!😺
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Such an amazing blog
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Thank you!
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You’re always welcome
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