Warm Hues for Winters

#DailyFlowers

 The Wordsmith, aka, the blogger is slowing down; me thinks the ennui emerging from this long lock-down is the culprit. But, a charge I placed on myself was to write lines, whether limericks, poetry, rhymes or forced  rimes. Many a times the muse strikes at once and words come tumbling out, fingers rush to keyboard, at others a line or two comes to mind, but the rest is left behind... 

 Seasonal changes new colors impart
Leaves with greens dark, light, pink-tinged parts
Perfectly placed in almost an arc
Cradling dewdrops they to blessed mornings hark

As cooler climes come in, so do deeper hues
As if the flora is chasing away winter blues
'Tis also the season for roses, glorious roses
Their fragrance and myriad shades are cheers in massive doses

The deeper reddish pinks and oranges have arrived
Whither from have they these depths derived
Know I not, but this I know
Gardens around the country are putting on a fab show

Another hue Shalini did in bring: Real flowers known as paper flowers (Helichrysum) photographed last year at the India International Centre.

Human mimicry of nature has been so profound
When faced with the real thing doubts us surround
Gorgeous crimson, layered with delicate peach
Intricate blending that harmonizes to us balance  teach

Today, she remained in the same hue: Hubby to the rescue for me today with this bouquet...

Hubby to the rescue
Flowers to bless me and you
A bouquet for his wifey dear
In full generosity is shared here

Obviously, the work of a better photographer than me. Taken from a friend’s timeline. Good morning

Taken to trawling again Vivek has for flowers
That attests to their inordinate powers
A luminous creation has been captured
We shall for long be enraptured

Today, he produced two roses divine, one is used, the other held back for some more time: It’s been quite a few months since these daily posts have started. Today’s flowers are for the wordsmith as well as all of us who are contributing to keep this going. Good morning. From a friend’s terrace garden

Two velvets side by side
From two sources, but their colors do collide
One with its petals not totally unfurled
The other on which dewdrops are lazily curled

Shashi has taken to sharing memories, from the US National Botanical Gardens 2016

Love the blended shades
A composition of multiple grades
Braided stems with wavy fronds
This beauty with its environs well bonds

And today he came back to India: The colors in the streets of India are often overlooked. 2014 photo taken in Hyderabad

India the land of colors is also the land of flowers
Abundant, many-hued, fragranced, power-showers
In baskets, carts, dangling from arms, carried on heads
Blossoms & blooms in cities and towns their gorgeousness spread

Shinjini came in with: 

Echoes of summers past
Dappled sunlight filtering through the delicate petals
Memories of vibrancy
As winter settles into the bones.

Another poetess in the house
With words deep enough to rouse
Even the sleepiest, slowest muse
Receives enough encouragement that lights up the fuse.
But if winter has come, can spring be far behind
Hold fast to the memories of spring and summer in your mind

Against a backdrop green and grey
A scarlet display holds sway
The vividness hints at warmer climes
A playful splash that befuddles rhymes

Co-Contributors:

Rachna, Archana, Anajli, Shalini, Vivek, Vivek & Preeti, Shashi, Shinjini, and Sai