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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Orange (the color) (11/19/09)

TITLE: Ode To Orange Blossoms
By Mariane Holbrook
11/25/09


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For many months they planned her birth, this child of whom they’d dreamed.
The baby’s bedroom tinted white, an orange blossom theme.

So delicate the blossoms Mother painted on the wall,
Some people swore that they were real, not artists’ strokes at all.

They named the baby “Blossom” and she was a charming child,
It seemed to them the room lit up each time their baby smiled.

In nineteen hundred twenty-one, she married Henry Hale.
The orange blossoms that she loved were woven through her veil.

Each window of the church that day held vases full of blooms,
And on each pew the blossoms spread their delicate perfumes.

The lovely home that Henry bought to give his lovely bride
Had fourteen hundred orange trees which grew on every side.

Not once did they grow weary of the fragrance of those blooms
Which filtered through the house each year, even the children’s rooms.

One day when they were all alone, he called her through the door.
‘Twas then he saw his aging wife who’d dropped there on the floor.

She lay inert in Henry’s arms while drawing her last breath,
Then with his lips upon her brow, felt her succumb to death.

The church was packed with well-wishers; each one held a bouquet
Of orange blossoms from her grove to brighten this sad day.

A big surprise awaited her at heaven’s pearly gate.
Beside her Savior, Mother stood with Dad so tall, sedate.

They each held orange blossoms from her groves she’d loved so long.
“You’ve picked the perfect welcome gift; I feel I now belong.”

At heaven’s wondrous wedding feast, (each bride in royal gown,)
One bride stood tall and proudly wore an orange blossom crown.


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Marita Vandertogt11/27/09
This is a really sweet poem.. it would have been nice to have a little more info on her middle years, but it still read nicely... I can almost smell the orange blossoms.
Verna Cole Mitchell 11/28/09
What a creative mind fashioned this poem. The theme is carried through so well with wonderful descriptions. And there's even a special message of hope and blessing at the end.--Just beautiful!
Catrina Bradley 11/28/09
Your words and theme create a mood of romance. Very nice.
Helen Dowd 11/28/09
I'm SO jealous!! - Not really. I just think this poem is lovely. My mind was blank when I thought of someting to write about ORANGE. But this is wonderful. It tells a beautiful story about a lovely lady and her devout husband. It tells a story of a whole life. Even at the end of her life I couldn't feel sad, as she died in the arms of her beloved. Then, you summed it up with the ULTIMATE conclusion--their being united. I've never smelled orange blossoms in reality, but I felt as though I smelled them through this poem...God's richest blessings on you...Your reward will be great....Helen
Barbara Lynn Culler11/28/09
This poem is as sweet as the the smell of orange blossoms in the spring!
Actually, here in California, they come out February-March.
Charla Diehl 11/29/09
I truly enjoyed this story poem from start to end. A+ on the rhyme and meter--and great use of the topic.
Colin Swann12/01/09
This is beautiful - I enjoyed it so much. Thanks.

Colin
Bryan Ridenour12/01/09
Great poem. And as others have written, I could almost smell the fragrance of oranges as I read you entry. Well done!
Aaron Morrow12/01/09
Beautiful and engrossing poem. An inspired work for the topic. Thanks for sharing it!
Jan Ackerson 12/02/09
Very visual--delightful!

The nitpicker in me has to point out that this isn't really an ode--but the two "o" words in the title are pretty irresistable.

Loved the images in the last few stanzas particularly--lovely!
Diana Dart 12/02/09
Adorable, as always! Totally enjoyed reading this little frolic through the grove of Blossom's life.
Mona Purvis12/02/09
Love the name 'Blossom'. Might have to steal it one day...
Great writing. Loved it.
mona
Chely Roach12/02/09
Absolutely gorgeous. You don't just write poetry, you are a poet. Loved it.