Seeking Solace in Fungal Rosettes

 

Gone are the roses, those exquisite

cultured jewels of a gardener's delight

for the garden itself is now seasonally absent

retired from active service, burrowed

deep underground safe and secure from

howling winter winds and ice and with

it the roses for delicate surgery snipped

their lovely wands though it's true that

blossoms still stubbornly budded and

thrived even with the onset of frosted

nights but duty called and now the patient

is resting and biding time while feeling

as well as can be expected. Oh we miss

those fragrant sources of utter delight the

layered petals of richly shaded colour that 

intrigued and fascinated with their perfection

and can hardly credit the sight of facsimile 

roses tenderly cultivated by nature lovely

to behold and tasked with seasonal renewal

as we wander a forest seeking solace.