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The silk trees dream of home

Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
©OliBac Night lingers beneath the silk trees’ curving boughs, Velvet soft their star-spangled canopy, Bejewelled as a sultry bridal gown, And cool as the fountains of Samarkand. When the golden sun lights up the eastern sky, Dewdrops hanging from rose-silky petal spikes Reflect the hues of hanging garden blooms…

Persian silk trees in the rain

By The Owl Lady July 7, 2014 Leave a comment

Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
In the rain the silk trees drip Soft and cool about the seated men Murmuring oriental stories They had not thought to hear again. Rain falls to the cadence of their memories On pale pink flowers, balls of bird-like plumes That cluster glittering with their fragile hues Persian paintings…