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Orange Roses And The Carolina Moon

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It was two o’clock in the morning and heaviness weighed on my mind. Unable to sleep I took a stroll through my back yard and stood alone in the dark. The moon had already begun its ascent; the warm soft air was thick with the smell of honeysuckles and confederate jasmine. I softly prayed in the silence of this Carolina night. I walked further on until I came to my wife's ancient rose bush. I stood there for what seemed forever and it was here in the sweetness of the night that I was reminded that God was indeed in control.

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Orange Roses And The Carolina Moon

Brilliant orange roses cling fast to the spindly vine.

Shadows steep from a Carolina moon slowly climb.

A Two AM morning’s mist lies soft and sweet in the air.

Crickets and birds now sleep; prowling cats play without care.

Two AM and I walk in my silence through the moonlit dark.

The world around me is mute; the dreams of the sleeping ones soon start.

Yet here am I beneath a Carolina moon with bright orange roses in full bloom.

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Reviewed by Barbara Mercer

Reviewed on June 17, 2007

Beautiful expression and imagery Allen. Waves of love }}}}}}}} Barbara

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on June 6, 2007

A beautiful write with powerful imagery...and a wonderful message within. I enjoy a stroll but early morning about the crack of dawn is my time...enjoyed this much my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on June 5, 2007

Great writing,Hugsssss

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on June 4, 2007

Sometimes a quiet stroll in a peaceful setting does both the mind and body some good! Enjoyed....

Be safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on June 4, 2007

I want to see pics of orange roses, they sound to be gloriously beautiful...(next time be sure to wear some clothes when you go out night time walking, the neighbors were complaining)

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on June 4, 2007

Allen,
I love looking outside my window at night, when everything is dark, and seeing my blooming flowers beneath the moonlit glow. The picture that this poem paints in my mind is one of pure beauty. Thank you.

Jill

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on June 4, 2007

What a wonderful journey "of Oranges and the Carolina Moon"

Thanks,
Dan

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on June 4, 2007

Allen this is sublime poetry! So very beautifully written. Thank you for sharing!

Love,
Eileen

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