Category: flowers
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On the Eastern edge of central time
sun bright, rise up sky blue, morning wake shadow long, grass green lilac pink, dandelion yellow lift wing, bird sing dove coo, roof top crow caw, tree pine wind soft, wind cool coffee brew, coffee warm coffee sip, morning good 5-20-22
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heirloom flowers
He wrote that summers he hayed the fields with his grandfather, walked the woods, looked for blackberries to pick, careful not to step in old root cellars, watched for hollyhocks that foreshadowed ruins of a farmhouse where a long dead farmer’s wife planted flowers by the door, while her long dead husband worked the fields…
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technicolor haiku
chill Autumn rains fall but still eternal Spring blooms unafraid of death 10-12-25
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haiku for an overcast day
basking in half-light no frog or heron in sight lone lily blooms white 9-27-25
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Blue bloom
it does not take a bouquet to see beauty in a blue bloom open your eyes before you crush it under foot 8-11-25
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Wednesday morning
City trucks out early gathering piles of leaves trees discarded After hiding from rain for two days tree dancers scurry and swirl in search of calories Mallards have left the pond their honeymoon over Flowering bush in the park refuses to give up on beauty A day or two in the sun and dry clatter…
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Cut flowers
“And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave” (Rolling Stones) cut flowers in a vase already dead we keep them only until their death can no longer be denied and throw them in the trash because they will not grow it seems strange to gift my lover a bouquet, because she enjoys the…
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Mindfulness
Between bare boughs blooms morning glory blue and wispy clouds of angel breath. Winged silhouettes on thermals. You adrift below them on a bench. Their shadows chase along the ground. 1-3-25
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Fresh cut flowers
Bouquets of roses Fresh cut Look alive But are dead Sit on tables In pretty vases Wait for The compost pile Admired By the living A funeral parlor’s Sweet fragrance 6-2-25
My husband's poetry 