Dipsacus fullonum
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With a purple tutu
Covering those sharp spines
Simultaneously
Attracting, repelling
Roadside weed, food for bees
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Glistens with summer dew
Used to comb wool so fine
Grows spontaneously
Endlessly compelling
Now here from overseas
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Armored dangerously
Growing and excelling
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Forbidden Dance
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Quaker
Ladies dancing
To the beat of the breeze
Stopping only when the music does
Ready
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(A Crapsey Cinquain)
Papaver orientale
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Floppy
Poppy
Opening wide
Concealed
Revealed
Beauty inside
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(A Brevee Poem)
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Sky blue and sapphire, sharp angles and points
These annual flowers never disappoint
Amidst a sea of ferny feathery leaves
Soft delicate look definitely deceives
Angled flowers fade, curvy seed heads appear
Purple striped sage green pods house seeds of next year
Love-in-a-mist some say it grows like a weed
Returning year after year from those small seeds
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(A Mathnawi Poem)
He Loves Me He Loves Me Not
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He loves me, he loves me not he
Loves me, the white petals tell me
As they drift slowly to the ground
Falling to earth without a sound
Scattered all around, telling me our loves agree
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No answer from the yellow core
The flower is useful no more
Have I wasted all its glory
Confirming my own love story
No longer in the garden for bees to adore?
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(A Florette #2 Poem)
Liriodendron tulipifera
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The branches terminate gloriously
In flowers displaying magnificent
Shape, hidden overhead apically
Where winged wildlife investigate
Them, until descending elegantly
To forests’ humusy terra firma
Where humans finally appreciate.
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(A Ropalic Poem)
Clematis
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One day the vine’s all green leaves and promise
Next day a solo flower opens wide
This year’s display I sure don’t want to miss
Each time I think to I observe wide-eyed
In a blink becomes stunningly adorned
Palm-sized flowers cover plant in masses
Those fuzzy green buds will never be mourned
If you can’t see beauty you need glasses
Counts among botanical badasses
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(A Novelinee Poem)
Aesculus
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Leaves are crinkled, wrinkled, wrapped up tight
Their unfurling is a sight
Watching with delight
All is right
Grow
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Round clustered buds open to pure white
Panicles rise to new heights
Watching with delight
All is right
Show
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Have better things to do I might
But I could stay here all night
Watching with delight
All is right
Know
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( A Triquint Poem)
April Tulip
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The day April showers bring May flowers
What do those showers do for the April blooms?
Whether gentle or hard, minutes or hours
They create blossoms to brighten the gloom
Bringing in the new season with perfume.
Colorful flowers bedazzled with drops
Rather than slicker it’s a rain costume
Embellished with jewels from bottom to top.
So it seems that these spring thundershowers
Accessorize but don’t over power.
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(A Decuain Poem)
Bloodroot
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Breaking ground early spring
Before many others
Boldly emerging white
Brightening dormant ground
Buds rise through folded leaves
Bloom balanced atop stem
Becoming full with sun.
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(A Pleiades Poem)
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