When Nellie was a young girl she loved to visit the rose arbor in her grandmother's garden. She would sit quietly amidst the sweet fragrant flowers and imagine herself grown and beautiful. Her folded parasol beside her, her gloves folded in her lap, the tiny toes of her laced boots showing from beneath her long skirt. He would walk up the path, so handsome in his riding clothes, and sit down beside her on the bench, accepting her extended hand and gently kissing the tips of her fingers.
Scent of seduction
Creating dreams within dreams
Power of roses
"Ellecee"
A haibun
Inspired by a sneak peak
from Sanaa for Prompt Nights
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Whistles!!! Such a wonderfully romantic scene which you have painted with your words Linda :D Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.
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Sanaa
Love the delicate sight of "the tiny toes of her laced boots", and the immense power of "Creating dreams within dreams". Just beautiful, Ellecee. ♥
ReplyDeleteaw...sweet and breezy..taking a deep breath :)
ReplyDeleteI don't think Nellie is alone with that dream...though my gentleman wears Russian Imperial uniform...
ReplyDeleteWonderful story and verse :D XXX
So romantic.... "kissing the tips of her fingers."
ReplyDeleteI love that notion of memory from childhood, the expectation and delivery. So well done.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured the magic of wishes and dreams so well - i wonder if throughout time we have all sat in that arbour and hoped xo
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful haibun. I am sure the boys would be imagining riding up on their steed too to woo her.
ReplyDeleteluv, luv, luv this haibun
ReplyDeleteHave a good Saturday Ellecee
much love...
I must have had my capacity to write romantically removed at birth! I wish I could, because this inspires so many images in my head. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI think there is a bit of Nellie in all of us...a bit of that little girl who still dreams. Lovely haibun, Ellecee
ReplyDeleteUtterly romantic! I was almost swooning.
ReplyDeleteSimply sweet and beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteScent of seduction
ReplyDeleteCreating dreams within dreams
Isn't that the reason why the perfume industry could hoodwink everyone? It did not take much to produce a small bottle but costing a bomb! Great lines Linda!
Hank
My mother's name was Nellie. Such a beautifully romantic piece..sigh
ReplyDeleteAs delicate as a pressed flower in a book of poetry.
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