I walked among blue dandelions
sun and mood of summer heat
clear bright, high sky left shadows
near my feet, and my stride was modest.
Pink and white blossoms too, one
a softer rose in hue; beneath wild vines
with purple fruits on bunched stems,
left the feeling of summer's best
and the end of a season coming near.
I walked among blue dandelions
and wondered why no one
ever handed a bouquet of denim blues
so modern and "contre temp", a greening of romance,
so bold this old and fertile hold upon reality.
I walked among blue dandelions
humble weeds that might yet feed a needy world
blue, a piece of sky captures sunshine in a lover's eye.
Author notes
Form- sans quatre, sans deux
theme, 8 lines free verse; refrain, 4 lines free verse; refrain, two lines free verse.
*The blue flower, chicory, or italian dandelion, grows profusely on roadsides .
Photo credit: "Linda Flor azul" - PK
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Those are lovely little flowers
Such a gentle beauty waiting to be discovered among weeds. Food and beauty in one
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I added a new photo, cropped the one i showed you...now "linda flor azul..."
the edible beauty of a most common weed...h
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It had been a long time since i had been reading some of your poetry, well i have been away from AP for a long time anyway." Sans quatre sans deux "this surely would have triggered my french curiosity (even if curiosity kills the cat) this did not it is beautifully penned you have created beautiful images with ease bringing colours tenderness and romance in perfect balance.
Keep writing this is excellent.
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This is such a tender penning, overflowing with evanescent grace, Poet Man. I happen to love the color blue, so it definitely appeals to me. 
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