It takes the bees a while to findthe blossoms on our treebut once they do it sparks a hiveof raucous bustling Honey drunk, they buzz all day long,gathering while they mayadding notes to summer’s song:they sing of endless days Summer! And also I’ve been reading some Emily Dickinson : ) Thanks for reading!
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Carnation | Orchid
Carnation A coronation for a buttonholenear a man’s impenetrable heartcloves drift from the spottickling the nose, begging entry A crown for the wristsof beautiful youth boundin a fancy dress for the promfull of promises not yet broken A tightly ruffled wreathin the bundle from interflorawho outlasts the roses and otherless hearty blooms,with its princely feetContinue reading “Carnation | Orchid”
Chrysanthemum
Lion headed autumn prizesroaring outside the doordaring to show fresh faces in Maycarefully preened manessparkling the early summer dewdaring the sun to bequite as brilliant in hisyellow raptures Once upon a timemy Grandmother planteda host of these rampant kingson a far forgotten side of the housean offering to the neighborsa place of pleasant pilgrimagefor usContinue reading “Chrysanthemum”
Sweet Pea
Grateful endearmentsclustered in a candy cloudchasing away flies Sweet little darlingsbestowing lucky wishescharmingly held true Thank you for reading!
Crocus
first flowerhope bringerfrost defiersnow pushershort but sweetsaffron burstsunder footkingly cloththrown overthe golden field wise graceflush of joyspice and dyewith humble purerenewal bloomephemeral asa purse of gold Thanks for reading!
Lotus
sacred seat, re-emergingday by day unscathedwaxed to perfectionshunning defeatwith a nightly dunkin murky waters so I pretzel twist into astate of searchingcontemplation, breath-focusedlooking inward to seeout and beyondto that farther shore Thanks for your time, readers!
Gladiola
Mightier than the swordthese gorgeous stalks piercememory, arranged in cutglass in the tiny London houseawaiting the return ofthe bride and groom Outlasting the tide of realitythey burst with myriadfire upward througha field of knives,spiked-guardians in silentobservation with a stabof passion at the sky Thanks for reading!
Black Eyed Susan
Daisy of the plains, a wash of sunshinein the ditch, beside the highwaywhere the tractors don’t mowin the month of April,letting Susan butter up every eyethat spies her, waving to motorists,blissfully unaware of the punchthat left her named for a shiner Thank you for reading!
Zinnia
the field is a constellation of colora vast universe dotted with petal’d starswhere harvesters buzz like beesarmed with scissorsfor take-home delightsthat don’t lastthe crystal autumn sky watcheswithout emotionthrowing down rays of dustto nourish the future,who buds in quiet industryin spite of the invading hoards This poem is about the field of zinnias at a pumpkinContinue reading “Zinnia”
Marigold
buttoned up with meaning,like clockwork in the skythroughout the year,a garland of desire likea field of bristling sunsgravely marching to dotheir business with thegreat beyond, equal to bothsides of life’s coin: weddings and funeralsjoy and loss take it or leave it,stuff your pockets full of gold I can’t think of marigolds without thinking about thatContinue reading “Marigold”
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