Summer Gardenia
I shall never ever take in more memorable juvenile scents
As the evening bloom of your very first gardenia smell
That you in my direction once upon a time have sent
During the fateful summer eve when I for you befell.

Your loose, mother of pearl linen dress, white, like the Luna mar
Flirtingly flapped in the breeze, whiffing welcomes towards me
As you freshly strolled the church grounds of a warm summer bazaar.
Being very familiar with gardenia perfume, I like a buzzed honey bee

In Grandmother`s garden, thirsting for a bitty sip of your sweetness
Began to respire the savoring nectar wind stirred over to me
By your threshold to womanhood that extolled such balminess,
Unfolding and releasing right before me your full moon bouquet

Of the summer gardenia.

Author: Rudy H. Garcia

Rudy H. García, from Port Isabel, Texas, has a Master’s in Education from the University of Texas at Brownsville and earned a B.A. in psychology from Pan American University in 1976. He is a participant in the Narciso Martínez Cultural Arts Center Writers’ Forum, and is a founder of the Laguna Madre Writers Forum. Rudy has also been featured on the radio program “Themes and Variations.” His poems are published with “Poets of the East Village” in New York and he has been a featured reader for the El Paseo Arts Foundation and is published in numerous other magazines.


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