The Flower Garden
by Wayne Jarus
A blur of color in the wind
Fertile soil as nature’s palette
A fragrance so seductive we think of sin
A gardener’s work must begin
Work the soil before he sees
A blur of color in the wind
Damp earth the gardener’s canvas
Spring warmth brings the seed to sprout
A fragrance so seductive we think of sin
A fiery sun nurtures the seed to begin
Emerald leaves open to feed and bring
A blur of colour in the wind
A palace of wild beauty within
The gardeners reward of toil is
A fragrance so seductive we think of sin
And within this plot of raging color
The worker’s castle for months to stay
A blur of color in the wind
A fragrance so seductive we think of sin.
©2007, Wayne Jarus
Wayne Jarus lives near Toronto, Canada and discovered an interest in poetry while trying to write songs. He prefers structured poetry styles and enjoys writing poems about nature.
Joe
The Closet Professor 
May 1st, 2012 at 2:46 pm
A beautiful flower in a beautiful container, combined with a beautiful poem. A perfect combination. Thanks!!!
May 1st, 2012 at 4:37 pm
I like it…all!!Peace <3Jay
May 5th, 2012 at 11:05 am
a beautiful derriere matches a poem i liked