Rose Petal Ice Cream

In Savannah, we have a wonderful ice cream parlor right downtown-Leopold's. They have many great flavors but last year, I first tasted their rose petal ice cream and I fell in love. It is featured the month of February for Valentine's Day and the month of May for Mother's Day. I normally do not include an advertisement, but, please, rush in to Leopold's since it will only be around a few more days. I was inspired to write this little poem because of this divine flavor.

Palest pink,

soft in color

and smooth on the tongue.

Gentle taste that reaches far back

into the palate and the past.

Deep delicate Mother Goddess memories

are tapped into with each spoonful.

Slowly savoring the cool love potion-

evoking a sensual union-

From the past or the future?

Pink Roses II

Wishing that I could capture these undulating
rolls of pink petals - old-fashioned roses-
rounded, curving under -Belle Epoque femininity-
Perfect pale pinkness-
The softness and delicatesse -so ladylike and refined-
with the sensual passion rumbling deeply
under the deceptive exterior.

Come surround me and I will surround you-
the tender siren calls and begs for you to bite into a petal.
Begin to consume this essence that you desire.

Pink roses in May

Glass vase with wide ruffled edges

clusters the pink roses in the scoops -

the wide open craters of nestled petals

curve their petally feminine heads -

overlapping swirls of pastel layers

soft, round throats - almost emitting

a joyous, bright sound trumpeting

Hark--listen--lay--rest--pink.