The flowers sing their children into the wind,
a chorus producing life. Forever smiling for the sun.
They line the houses, the picket fences,
guardians against the coming fall.
Gardens crescendo in vibrant color.
Dandelions giggle, bright staccato plumes...
lilies tantalize, folding their legs in grace and piety.
And we gaze at this heaven, our own eyes mortal fleshy blooms.
Author notes
peace to all ~flight
A contest entry
- Lets play a little game of charades (You have 30 minutes) by Ryno.
300 points, ended February 8, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Beautiful imagery, even though it was -10 today I see some hope for spring.
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I'm just waiting for spring! I'm sick of this winter...and my runny nose and my cough, ick! peace to all ~your jo
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Wonderful, stunning, unbelievable! LOVE IT. It's full of imagery and that's what I reallyyy love.
Keep writing
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Thank you...and by the way I love you picture...
One Tree Hill? peace to all ~flight -
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Hah yeah love them
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Me too, great show for sure!
peace to all ~flight
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"Gardens crescendo in vibrant color.
Dandelions giggle, bright staccato plumes...
lilies tantalize, folding their legs in grace and piety."
yayyy
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thanks peace to all ~flight
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Nice
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Thank you.
peace to all ~flight
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