Raring to go, Spring is here #2 ~~ a Poem for the Friday Writings
Spring has sprung;
where are the wildflowers
Spring is for the flowers to shine
Wildflowers are special to me
Old ones, young ones, wherever found
In the fields or up from sidewalks
In the parks or at garbage dumps
No matter colors I like them all
Purple violets, wild pink roses
Yellow dandelions in grass
I'd pick one or make a bouquet
'Twould be for my mom or good friend
I loved my friends girls and boys, but
“Write love letters to wild flowers”
I picked this clump of clovers beside the sidewalk
leading to downtown Killarney, Ireland
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- Photos and Poem Copywrite, Jimmiehov 2015 and 2023, All Rights Reserved
- Top Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2015 (URL)
- I'm linked with Magala for the Prompt phrase at the Friday Writings #67 at
Notes:
- Magaly has invited us to create poetry or prose inspired by a line from our own Marja, “Write love letters to wild flowers”.
- You can find my 2015 "Raring to go, Spring is here #1" by clicking here where the Texas Bluebonnet photos stay
Labels: A Tribute, Flowers, Friday Writings, Irregular Ode, Love Poem, Poem
posted by Jim @ 3/09/2023 09:45:00 PM
8 comments
8 Comments:
Wildflowers are so beautiful, no matter where they are found- so right!
This is a powerful yet sweet poem and ode to the wildflower, culminating in two perfect last lines.
Delightful, Jim!
Wildflowers blooming in unexpected places, like the dump, are all the more special.
I loved my friends girls and boys, but
“Write love letters to wild flowers”
Love this ode to wild flowers Dr Jim! It is appreciating their struggles to survive without human care!
Hank
oh wonderful Jim Yes I love them all too We are blessed with them
Flowers are delight, aren't they? Like you, I like them all. When I go on walks, I always keep my eyes opened for blooming surprises. I love that they sprout in the most unexpected places, as if waiting to surprise us with their blossoming gift.
It's such a joy to admire wildflowers when they first appear
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