The cube, the sphere
and the triangle

Building blocks, visionary shapes
that brace wind, cut clouds

Industrial smoke goes against
the grain of architecture

Maybe we can find where
they breathe tomorrow in naturally

It will be opaque and after breakfast
arrested by cantilevered thoughts

A ripple in the calm
whirlpool above the falls

As Liliane enjoys swimming
in the **** and collecting modern art

By nightfall and before the uniting
there's a solemn dream to be had

Haunted fragments
within the libretto of a Shining Brow

The contents of Froebel gifts
form organic steps, and led us
Wright to the water's edge

Dear Marietta,
Such a poignant and touching piece of lyrical prose which sings like a lied from Schubert's WINTERREISE--he is my favourite composer as he was humble, generous in spirit, full of joie de vivre despite his poverty and illness, had a good heart and overcame his suffering from the effusion of his music...
Relationship is a garden.......    that part is magnificent!

There's a book I read many years ago titled **Philosophy in the Garden? The word itself evokes warm feelings, tenderness, sunshine, calm and restfulness-a perfect place for contemplation and drawing inspiration. Reading in a garden is an endless delight in spring and autumn though I don't do much in this regard.

We keeps a small garden but it is beautiful with several varieties of flowers, some plants and some fruit trees--birds often come by to steal the ripening fruits.My study is to the right of the garden and it's very relaxing to look through the window to see what it offers at each moment. As I write now, there's a white and blue sky in the near horizon---birds are often seen drifting through the air. Spring ends in Australia at the end of this month.

Thanks for sharing your lovely story and I look forward to reading your future postings.  (She dedicated a garden to her grandmother who passed away).

It's 9.45 am in Melb, Sunday.   Writing to her made my day!

Takes me back to nature,
Where I feel I am listening to a gurgling brook.
21/11/2020

Such pretentious pretense presumes a plethora of personal pejoratives,
please pay the predicament proper attention previous to persevering with proposed promises of placation.

Orchids wilt and rot
in time.
Roses have thorns that
***** to bleed.
Seeds bring life that
ultimately dies.
In lieu of flowers
give me your
eyes full of
heat and desire.
Surrender your heart of
passion, but most of all,
water me with your
love so that I can grow.