Fresh fragrance floods Boboli gardens
So the sculptor's plaster when it hardens
Orchestras ring with the cadence of bells
Easter eggs glow in their adorned shells
Exotic dyes flow from cochineal bugs
Trace carmines on ochre Mexican rugs
Intricate carved ivory, inset creature bone
Primal paintings adorn caves set in stone
Alhambra palace; elaborate art on its walls
Gilded grandeur of ancient papyri, scrolls
Mammoth Moai busts face the pacific spray
Hushed, they echo what the Nazca lines say
Chopsticks adorn tables in a hundred shapes
Cotton fiber spun to a million types of drapes
Bamboo craftsmen and their matchless skills
In wineries, mopping brows, near ageless stills
Dainty dancing feet, play gentle reeds
Find their milky way, others in painted beads
The potter endless spins his wobbly wheel.
Spewing mother earth for us to touch, feel.
Mankind has labored for all manner of art.
Spun gentle words to slake a pained heart.
King, queen, vassal, a hermit or a saint.
Hold within words or a rainbow quaint.
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19th Jan-2k17
You have described the gardens so vividly. I enjoyed reading it. :)))))))))
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Mankind has labored for all manner of art. Spun gentle words to slake a pained heart. King, queen, vassal, a hermit or a saint. Hold within words or a rainbow quaint. - - - - - - - - -A truly artistic presentation- -Loved this poem.