Flirting through saffron eyes
she reaches for the sun
Anticipates his fiery kiss
before the day is done
Tendrils trembling in the breeze
her golden gaze turns gray
Scatters tears upon the wind
for love that's flown away
Refuge found with soul mate Ground
she soon forgets her shame
New roots down, she flaunts again
her Dandelion mane
~ Klassy Lassy ~
Author notes
The cherry blossoms have all fallen and spring has officially started. I know my lawn is soon to be overtaken by dandelions. Somehow I've gotten used to their sunny appearance amid the limes and emeralds of the backyard!
Written October 1st, 1993
In a list
A contest entry
- Seeds--A contest by Violet Moodswing.
500 points, ended March 18, 2006, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
1 - 16 of 16
-
This poem is great. Dandelion is pretty as well just like other wildflowers. You are so talented poet.
-
Thanks for stopping by! I appreciate the comment. You chose a very old write, but I agree, dandelions have a certain sunny charm. I also love Bachelor Buttons, the blue variety, which grew wild along the roads in the town where my grandmother used to live years ago.
Karen
-
How I love dandelions. They may be my favorite weed. . I like the way this piece can be applied to the literal as well as to life itself. It is a very uplifting and enjoyable read packed with vivid imagery and thought provocation in very few words.
Thanks for sharing it and good luck in the contest. -
thi sis very pretty i like this. i think we were both trying to express the same things. we just did it differently. but there is that beautiful sadness going on in your poem also. and i like that. to write bittersweetly. it always reaches for the heart. very very beautiful.
-
This is truly a flighty poem, it takes my flight of fancy to a new level and is airy and sunshiney as well. Excellent job with this.
-
Just a bit of fluff, ya know?
-
Love it! In humble sprung golden glow green glory white tender passionate spread. Taloo-talay.
-
This is excellent, dandelions can be a nuisance but when they are alone I think they are very pretty.
This poem just rolls of the tongue.
-
I enjoyed Moonburn so much, I had to come back for another. This made me smile from the inside out. You created such a well detailed scene that I could picture it perfectly. This is the kind of poetry that really appeals to me most. Very simply, yet profound, depending on how much the reader themself chooses to read into it. Great job!
♥ Kimberly -
I love dandelions! No matter how pesky, they^re cheerful presence belongs to spring. This poem is offically my favorite spring poem now. The imagery such as "her golden gaze turns gray" is so well expressed. Brilliant poem that captures the essence of spring! You get an applause from me. You're indeed a klassy lassy.
-
wonderful write
I know people who love to eat them.
This is a wonderful warm and fuzzy. I was really in the mood for one tonight after all the horrible news of the last few days.
-
You know everyone always gripes about them. I happen to love this paticular weed. A bit like me. Strong but beatiful, and always around to bug ya. ha ha.. You wrote this in such a classical sense, and still left me wanting more. Wonderful Job Hon, Take Care and be safe, Catressa
-
beautiful~
OMG
This is exquisite
The tulip trees just started budding today here in KY along with the Bradford Pear Trees I want one of those trees so bad when I move to mom's may have to buy one (Bradford Pear)They are beautiful in the springtime as everything is after the awful winter we have had and me suffering along with everything else I am so ready for the bees and hummers and butterflys
Sis this is beautiful
10 stars for this one
Love ya
Susan~~~
-
Kimmie, did you do that? I'll bet you collected a few yellow bouquets for the kitchen window sill, too! One of my granddaughters does--morning glories, dandelions, and buttercups. My grandson just swipes tulips from neighboring gardens. I see some lilac already budding out, too. Aromatic heaven.
-
"flirting through saffron eyes" - I think you take the trophy on imagery with this one. I couldn't help but smile when I read the first verse. I'm reminded of being a kid again - blowing the dandelion "tufts" and seeds all around the yard with my parents thinking, "what is she doing to our lawn?"
I could picture all of your verses in your spring images. I'm sure we won't be too far behind with sneaking up on spring now that the last storm is gone. It's poems such as yours that show me the colors of the season that are yet to come.
Such a lovely piece with a fantastic lyrical quality. You have quite the gift for nailing the meter in your poems.
-
Very beautiful and hopeful. I say hopeful because my yard is still covered in a couple feet of snow
Nice use of language and metaphor to express springs arrival.
Adding your comment:
1 - 16 of 16
10 old applause
