Dessert Bloom

Blistering silence cleaves the air,

And the pounding of my heart is all I can hear.

Suspended in motion by the blush of a bud.

The hummingbird sups on a little more than dust.

The dessert rose such a bold nectar,

With a hefty price he doges danger.

The blazing sun has white washed the sky,

As radiating heat dances our souls on high.

Reviews

[Susan 🦋]

I LOVE THIS! WOW!...Dessert bloom full of perfectly placed and exception wording! Blush of a bud! love..but that hummingbird? Perfect! :-)

[Cherrie]

Oh Susan thank you. The hummingbirds dance all over our porches and love to add them in. :)

[barleygirl]

You've word-painted a sweltering scene offering delights for all the senses. Love how your symbolism can apply to life as well as the desert . . . "pounding heart" . . . "blushing bud" . . . so much more depth here than meets the eyes! (((HUGS)))

[Cherrie]

It is such a delight seeing you roam the halls of the cafe. You were so missed and truly a part of us all.

[barleygirl]

Wow! I feel very honored by your uplifting words. I honestly did not expect such a big welcome! (((HUGS)))

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... the blush of a Bud... is a rapture
that intensifies the moment. If only people could be
as gentle as flowers... it would be like a dream with
fish swimming upstream. The mountain springs quench our thirst and the song of birds
fills our Soul with trust and love. Amen, Pat

[Cherrie]

Yes God's gardens are splendid if only people could slow down and enjoy there simple beauty's

[NotUsinganymore]

Very heartfelt poem. I enjoyed it

[Cherrie]

Thank you JungLee

[NotUsinganymore]

You are welcome

[Robert Trakofler]

after reading this it strikes me just how similar my heart feels to this poem nectar is a hard-fought thing lately but of course, that doesn't stop me from trying to take a drink dear Mon Cherrie

[Cherrie]

You, my friend, are a true romantic.