Even the bees Are moving slower today In the hot, heavy air They slumber and stay Tucked inside A field of pastel petals Where the shade lives Their restless wings settle The flowers are still Their buzzing stops Water from the hose On the flowers drops Waking sleepy bees As they dream Of feeding royal… Read More Royal Jelly
I remember when pulling petals Decided fate If love would blossom At a future date Or if the last petal Would decide Love’s not to be Between him and I And if the final answer Didn’t fit I’d pull more petals I would not quit To find the answer That I sought “He loves me,… Read More Pulling Petals
Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky
Where have all The flowers gone? They’re lost for now Beneath the ground In the dark Their bulbs now sleep Finding rest While buried deep Finding strength For what’s to come Awakened petals Reach for the sun Hope springs eternal Winter’s done
What’s it like to be The most popular flower Adored by all Whether sun or shower A beautiful bloom In whom the bugs delight The most popular flower Round, yellow, and bright For a sip of nectar They come day or night
Why name one a flower, Call another a weed? Both petals and stems Grew from dirt and seed.
They float on the air To tickle a nose The sweetest notes From the bud of a rose Enriched with jasmine And apple blooms A bit of sweet pea And pampas grass plumes Planted with love As bluebirds softly sing About the goodness The spring garden brings Pollen and petals And butterfly wings
It was on the banks Of the rushing stream Where wild mosses grew Plush, damp, and green That a tiny yellow bud Began to flirt Peeking a sunny head From drunken dirt Unwilling to wait For the sun to rise Higher and higher In a summer sky Singing birds confirmed Spring had arrived
In the depths of darkness A secret lies in wait Hidden but a moment Soon to reveal its fate After days covered By dirt and mud These necessary evils Create a perfect bud That will soon blossom For all to see Awakened by the sunshine A spring flower soon will be
Tiger lily stands tall And lets out a roar Reminding all He will not be ignored; At the first sight of orange And black spots and stripes All the flowers bow down To this predator’s might; He’s the fiercest in the garden Showing no regard For the solitary rose Or daisy army in the yard;… Read More Tigers and Dragons, Oh My!