Archive for the ‘Garden’ Tag
Roses in Tucson Garden — Images by kenne
Nobody knows this little Rose—
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it—
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey—
On its breast to lie—
Only a Bird will wonder—
Only a Breeze will sigh—
Ah Little Rose—how easy
For such as thee to die!
— Emily Dickinson
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Alamos Flowers — Images by kenne
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Tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes!
— from “Lines Written in Early Spring” by William Wordsworth
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Yellow Rose of Kingwood — Image by kenne
One morning after a rain
I walked through the garden
where we was visiting.
There were many blossoms
crying joyful tears of spring
especially the yellow rose.
The morning sun was gray
as passing shadows meandered
rain water running on its bellies.
Air thick enough to cut
stopping any breeze
from blowing off the coast.
Yellow so appealing
its erotic pedals
bad to the bone.
Aroused and trembling with camera
I capture yet another
flower for a poem.
— kenne
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Wandering (Rispetto)
Amid gardens fragrant, ablaze
With scenes staged worthy of Monet,
A school of strollers pause to look,
To capture memories today.
A tiny face among the green,
A daffodil to cheer the soul
And beam with children’s laughing joy,
Amid gardens fragrant, ablaze.
— Claudsy
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