Wildflower Poems - Poems about Wildflower

~ experience the life cycle - through hope, ...

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Quite by chance I saw a single, small, white wildflower amid a crush of grass and weeds along the roadside, its presence crowded out by seed heads and space hungry leaves of species honed for survival. This wildflower occupied an area no larger than my little finger and even then was bumped and bullied by weedy neighbors. It fed...

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A rare orchid On top of rock Unknown forest....

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I stopped my car and pulled some flowers up. I circled the parking lot they grew around three times to find the courage to gather them. When did it get so hard to love beauty ...

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barefoot on the edge of innocence, laughter spilling like petals in a summer breeze. eyes glinting with mischief, a wildflower in a garden of rules, her spirit ignites whispers— soft shadows of temptation wrapped in the silk of youth. men glance, hungry eyes tracing the curve of youth,...

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As you survey the wonders you have wrought: the noble mountains and sunlit forests- the pure streams and the frigid lakes- As you tour the magnificence of your creation- I hope that when you turn to look at me ...

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Wildflower, where is thy bee? ...

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the stream is flowing and birds are twittering songs a green field invites the sun where lovely wildflowers sway in a spring breeze under a perfect blue sky and clouds sail by as I rest...

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Glossy, heart-shaped leaves of galax ringed ‘round the lingering lilacs that played across the garden gate, bent now – bowed from foliage’ weight. Wild roses replace Venus et fleur having a sweet natural alure. Chicory and Madonna lily grow here and there, and willy-nilly. Bachelor buttons and blue bonnets clothe the field with unsung sonnets. Coreopsis and black-eyed Susans frolic with their rambunctious cousins. Of all the...

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~ What if I, came rolling through your pasture Touched your hair, like summer whispers on the breeze You are all, of every wildflower As you take your bloom, beneath the cedar trees What if life, were singing through your petals As you bend your stem, to reach your song to me I will always look for greener pastures And your beauty, a wildflower growing free ~...

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I exist bound by you like wildflowers planted pitilessly in dry soil that plunder and devour the strength of my seeds My stem grows pallid My petals scentless and uninspiring My roots withering in arid dust strangled by weeds of apathy Parched in the blight of callous care Squandered in winds of insentient lies That snare fire like fugitive arsons Burning me with...

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" Be like a flower ... gentle, quiet and humble." ...

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Wildflower in bloom. Mercurial swoon. Under mid summer's moon. Lunar contrast. On earth toned skin. Painted us azure. As souls stirred within. We owned it. If only for that moment. Lamented in time. As life follows no design....

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William.Blake 'Wildflower Song' ¶ . ...

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When the long-retired English teacher sees a wildflower growing on its own she lingers there a while as the memory of a student visits and brings with it…a smile. She remembers standing in front of her class…announcing, “I give this same assignment every year… please write what you want to be when you grow up… and remember…there are no wrong...

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