“Lavender Tales” by Esmond Ng 24/05/05 © copyright
For Bubu,
“Lavender Tales” by Esmond Ng 24/05/05 © copyright
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Lavender, color of pale violet;
Pallid my checks without sight of thee.
Yet ye color of radiance beams,
On thy face is what long I to see.
Wildly commonly cultivat’d,
So wild my bushes burn for thee.
Tardily the bush fires my heart in,
Eats up single every ounce of me.
Its oil produce from which,
Makes luscious what perfumes need.
With each squeeze of the purple dream,
Comes each true feeling felt for thee.
Lavandula, fragrant really to me,
Not because of smells to flowers sweet;
But for meanings within thee thou has to agree,
That my Love, you equal as to it.
posted by Esmond @ 1:31 PM
2 comments
2 Comments:
Nice poem & blog.
However second section first sentence, the first word should be "Its". It's is actually the abbreviated form of it is, while its is the possessive form of the word. And did you mean to write "lavandula" in the first sentence of the last section? As I'm unaware of it being a word.
Hi Lily,
Thanks for dropping a note and sighting my oversight. "It's" has been changed.
lav•en•der (l v n-d r) n.
1.
a.Any of various aromatic Old World plants of the genus Lavandula, especially L. angustifolia, having clusters of small purplish flowers that yield an oil used in perfumery.
b.The fragrant dried leaves, stems, and flowers of this plant.
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[Middle English lavendre, from Anglo-Norman, from Medieval Latin livendula, lavendula, perhaps from Latin l vidus, bluish. See livid.]
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