Floral Gramophone – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

In the field, an imagined perfection blooms,

Shaped like the horn of an old gramophone,

Its petals unfurl like musical notes,

Into a symphony of romantic notions.

Effortlessly emitting visual fodder,

That transcends sight and stirs the soul,

Like a melody it ignites, and

Our auditory imagination it unfolds.

In imagined fragrance, a rhythm is found,

A rhythm that echoes the song of history,

It whispers to the winners, without a sound,

And sways in the sun, with joyous simplicity.

For this blossom, is more than just a flower,

It’s a muse for the creative mind,

A canvas for the artist’s efforts,

And an inspiration, for the poet’s rhyme.

Can you risk ignore this simple beauty,

Not let it fill your heart with charm?

For it is a gift from Mother Nature,

A reminder of life’s magical calm.