Love whispers petals
crushed on tongues of salty grief
that bleed a sweet red symphony
and rises on the wings of hope.
Words would just not come this month for Tweetspeak Poetry’s February prompt of red. So today I played with magnetic words and came up with these few brief lines.
Though he brings grief, he will show compassion, so great is his unfailing love. ~Lamentations 3:32 (NIV)
And they are beautiful lines, Sandy. A “sweet red symphony” that “rises on the wings of hope” evokes a wonderful image and melds well with the scripture verse. Thanks for this.
Your words that wouldn’t come leave me speechless, quiet and calm in their beauty. “Love whispers petals.” Love that, like a garden after a wind blows through. “Rises on the wings of hope” Love that, too, like a bird, soaring off into the clouds. Beautiful visuals.
Beautiful! I love it!
Somedays the heart is too full to speak, but you have eloquently stated what is in your heart.