Poetry of the Wild Flowers In a Field of Daisies 13 Jun 20234 Jun 2023 After days of summer sun and rain, her neighbor’s fallow pasture fills with field daisies. The bouquet that grows in her hands is a gift for the owner’s son; he’s…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Icarus’s Garden 12 Jun 20234 Jun 2023 Last summer, I planted wildflowers. I hoped they would embody a carefree beauty, a disregard for convention. They would stand tall and unruly and refuse to line up in perfect…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Yarrow 11 Jun 20234 Jun 2023 Wound healer, give me protection and divination. The cure for sneaky worries, I find, is to do more, spend less time with the demon thoughts, my Achilles’ heel. When fingers…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers In Praise of Meadows 10 Jun 20234 Jun 2023 Keep your moss-strewn paths and trilling rills, your cold, craggy cliffs of saxifrage, your stunted floribunda tethered to a trellis. Give me instead a wild meadow any season. Let me…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Fairy Slippers 9 Jun 202331 May 2023 At ten, I discovered green-world wonders in the forest next to my house—shoe-flowers, size small enough to fit my pinky. Fairy slippers grew at crouching level, bright magenta against kale-dark…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Winter Blooms 8 Jun 202329 May 2023 The flowers in San Francisco bloom all year around. They come in dozens of shades and shapes, from iridescent purples to buttery yellows. Blossoms that dangle, trumpet-like from trees, thick…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Asters 7 Jun 202329 May 2023 We saw the asters growing in sporadic sun-spots yellow faces and light-blue tresses adoring this last warmth. We felt their resistance to let go to relinquish their inevitable return to…
Nature… Such Small Things 6 Jun 202329 May 2023 I don’t know their names; not the ones that are tiny, grow by the side of the road, some even pushing their way to the sun through cracks in the…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Caterpillar Scorpionweed 5 Jun 202328 May 2023 (Phacelia cicutaria) Unrequited, we look to tomorrow, feather and wind in the unexpected. Already, you have your own marrow, bone and brilliance, both ribcage and respite. We are not to…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Shasta Daisy 4 Jun 202328 May 2023 Humans think me simple— think they can name me and all my parts as if I’m style, anther, filament— pretty face and all the rest— their words—peduncle. I am so…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Forsythia 3 Jun 202329 May 2023 Let’s be something like snow melting… petals slipping from their branches into water, form and gold returned to mystery and light – released again – yes, as wings must always…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Now Hear Song 2 Jun 202329 May 2023 Walking solo as weed feelings grow, scraggly; wild in the verges. Seeking solace. Wanting rain. A soothing soak turns from bones to feathers the burden of mourning. Spiky and smooth,…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Prickly Pear 1 Jun 202323 May 2023 Repurposed wire contains them - two misshapen hearts beating purple fruit. Thick-skinned lovers lean as one Rooted. Trapped. Obsessed with the songful beat of warbler wings and the rising perfume…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Roadside Bouquet 26 May 20234 May 2023 ...this roadside bouquet quietly smiling at the people hurrying on their way hither and yon. These flowers thankfully protected by the guard rail that the city thoughtfully put in to--perhaps--guard…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers The Wine Cup on my Hood 17 May 20234 May 2023 Someone or something left me a gift todayA wine cup blossom on the hood of my car I looked around and there were no wine cups orOther flowers growing near…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Soft Landings 16 May 20233 May 2023 The earth was out past the snow now,mud laid bare in a winter melt.The thought of catching rabbits day after day is Fox’s reveriebut something catches at the thread.Odd tacks…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Wild Sunflowers 15 May 20234 May 2023 Sunny halos frame frank brown faces turnedeast to worship dawn’s fist rays,call to me, “Just look up...” Julie Sellers Julie A. Sellers is the author of the novel Ann of…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Forsythia 14 May 202318 Sep 2023 Death surprised me in a burst of yellowdriving the edge of Cayuga Lake. The news wasn’t slow like tulipsslowly poking up through soil. No. Instantaneous blossoms appearedgolden against still slumbering…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers What of Her Remains 13 May 20232 May 2023 The day before closing on the sale of the house and land the tall widower in his best shirt kneels in the wildflower meadow, after rain, eye level with his…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers There was nothing so wonderful 12 May 20232 May 2023 As messing around in that ravine. Its' slow slope slant carried my feet past our garden's last fence post Into a cool dark pattern of mottled light leading down to…
Poetry of the Wild Flowers Dandelions 11 May 20232 May 2023 Dandelions more than most know alchemy: gold spun from straw and seed and leaden soil. From yellow to airy globe dandelions transform, answer the wish for wings. They say, Use…
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