I want to be an Alba rose this summer,
genteel, pink, intense, and translucent.  
Freshly born out of soft dripping rains 
and untouchable thanks to my hefty thorns.
As I turn around, million shades of golden hues
form a corsage in orbit around my watery waists,
they contain unconquered territories in the hearts
that sing at dawns and dance in the sweetest dreams.    

And the nights, the unfathomable mysteries as he 
stands in the midst of the river that burning in me,
his gaze zealous demanding to rid my dissonant roots
yet his manner urbane and careful each day in years.     
He grows a rose incisively: he cuts the centre of the sun
and places me there so the rays of warmth fall around me 
like a posy-global halo that runs wild, with flush vividly.
 
Have you seen a new maiden blushes in the summer?
oh, that could have been me...  

Poet’s Journal:

I came to Philly last summer and I wave a Goodbye this summer. As I embark on my next journey, my mentors gifted me their extraordinary kindness and best wishes to ensure that I would succeed in pursuing my dreams.

It was an emotional moment of bidding a farewell, but I had to leave. I had already encountered quite a few unfortunate incidents ever since landing in Philly. However, I hang on because professionally, my career was advancing. Yet about two week ago, while I was having dinner in centre Philly, I heard a shocking explosive sound outside. Out of instinct, I ran to my parked car and saw it was ruthlessly destroy by two running cars. The neighbours who lived in that street remarked that they had not seen “anything like this in 40 years”. I almost cried at the scene but just then, a friend of mine from LA texted me out of blue. She said: “When are you coming back to the West Coast? I feel that you are coming”.

That moment, I knew that it was God’s will that I must leave Philly and stay no longer. Sometimes I wonder if we really have the so-called “free will”. It looks like my fate is in God’s hands…

But I still want to be a rose this summer no matter which coast I will be blooming in…. πŸŒ·πŸ˜‰

Posted by:Annabel

Just a woman who writes her heart out, unapologetically……

19 replies on “Summer Rose

  1. Lovely poetry, dear Annabel ✍πŸ₯° I would have liked to help you move, in exchange for your company on a walk in the park. Wishing for you great happiness with each step, as your beauty continues to blossom brilliantly in the days ahead. All the best, my friend. πŸ™πŸŒΉπŸ₯³βœ¨

    From the chaos of Philly
    To the coastline of Cali
    – a summer garden in which to grow

    Spreading sweet fragrance abroad
    To charm in blushes of pink
    – sharing love through your dance as you flow

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    1. Wow, generous and gifted as you are alway, Phil! πŸ₯‚ I am grateful for your kind words and positive vibes!🌻πŸ₯‚

      Loved the poem you wrote. Beauty permeated each line! Thank you for being so kind! Before leaving, I have to deal with the aftermath of car crash πŸ’₯… wish me good luck πŸ€ πŸ₯Ή

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      1. You’re always welcome, lovely Annabel, and I’m glad you liked my poem. 🌹 Hopefully, resolution of the car damage is adjudicated swiftly, with commensurate compensation. Sending you good luck πŸͺ„πŸ’«βœ¨βœ¨πŸ€

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    1. Thank you so much, Devang!! I got so distracted lately by nonsense car accidents, but will dance more soon πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸ¦°πŸ˜.

      Wishing you a pleasant weekend!! 🌻

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  2. Your words are so delicious, Annabel. I want to write them out and forever commit them to memory. πŸ’— I am so sorry to read about your car. That is awful! That happened to my parked car a few years ago. Terrible. I hope you have smooth resolution with that and safe travels. Best wishes to you, Summer Rose! 🌞🌹

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    1. Your beautiful words always warm my heart and makes every discomfort better to handle, dear Michele 🌷! Yes, it was terrible, and I could have been gotten hit with my car had I wasn’t in the mood to get some ice cream. And I usually don’t like to have desert right after dinner.

      Thank you and send hugsπŸ₯°!!!

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    1. Your kind words have already relieved half of the headache, dear SushimitaπŸ’—. And yes, I can’t wait to get out of here. 3 nonsense car accidents in 11 months with the last one destroyed my car is not a good situation πŸ˜…πŸ₯Ή.

      I am grateful for your concerns and happy we connected!🌷πŸ₯‚

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      1. Oh 😳 that many is shocking, and doesn’t give a good feeling. If you were in India, the elders would have tied a black thread around your left ankle to ward off the evil eye 😌Take care πŸ’•

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